die old #2

I have made every 9am workout since the switch. On Friday, Charlotte sent us to run around the top of Bernal Hill.

“I want you to imagine yourself as a great athlete,” she said.

At last, something I can do!

Rahab Charmian, private eye, ran like a deer, all brown muscle and pale crop of hair. Olympic athlete, Pulitzer- and Booker-prize-winning novelist and real estate genius, she made the steep hill seem negligible, even amiable. The eyes of men and women followed her, only to be cast down by a glint of gold from her wedding ring – a single flash from the fires of Mount Doom.

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