“Don’t forget why we’re doing this,” I said in between breaths. “What are we running for?” Everly smiled. “For the sense of accomplishment.” “To feel like a badass,” Nora said. “And to kick those bitches’ asses.” “What are we running for?” I asked again, louder this time. “To show myself I can,” someone said. “To finish something big.” “Because I want to be healthier.” “So I can drink lots of wine.” Everyone around us laughed. “I run because I can,” Sophie said. “My dad can barely walk, but my legs work perfectly. And damn it, I’m going to use them.” A chorus of cheers rose up. “What about
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