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XXVIII. Pace (66)
"Pace yourself Frida!" The woman's friend called from behind.
"Don't worry about me!" Frida shouted back and continued to race down the beautiful wooded path, almost at a sprint. The faster she ran, the better Frida felt.
She finally reached the rocky path that led up the hillside, and started to climb it, leaving Micheal in the dust. "You're such a slow-poke!" Frida said loudly with a laugh, and continued to climb.
*Oof!* The woman sat down on top of the hilly slope and waited while sipping some water.
"You're nuts." Micheal said as he appeared, gasping for breath.
"Perhaps."
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