All efforts to ease the mood and even form a little bit of competition between siblings was a FAIL. Whatever. If he wanted to be grumpy just like the rest of them she would let him. Right here, right now, Rylee Prichard was simply going to run. Run and get this exercise done and over with.

"Sure thing," she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. If that's what he wanted to do then that's what she would do. All thoughts of short bursts of running hard and then a cool down period where she would jog was forgotten. It was time to kick it up a few notches.

Every few feet Rylee increased her speed. Pushed herself harder to run faster. No slowing down and no more stopping. Not even her quickened breath and the stitch forming in her side would make her slow down. Keep up, Reese!