Author’s Note: From this point onward, Wags the dog has been renamed Honey. I’m not very good with names, and it’s taken me over a year to find the right ones. Thank you so much for your flexibility!
For the rest of the week, Faith and Alex went to the track every morning. They talked while they alternated walking and running laps, and the time passed quickly. However, by the end of the week, Faith awoke feeling tired and sore. Her muscles felt stiff and her legs ached as she limped stiffly into the kitchen to make herself a cup of much needed coffee.
Hope was already dressed and seated at the dining room table. She sipped a cup of green tea. “Good morning,” said her sister.
Faith started the coffee pot...
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