Chapter 85

This morning, at dawn, I started with a twenty-minute yoga-type bunch of stretches, a warmup, followed by a two-mile run that was a major shock to my system. I’ve now added sadist to his list of less desirable traits because he’s a bossy asshole who kept running behind me and pushing me along by my butt when I lagged, refusing to let me stop no matter how much I begged him. Or maybe it was just an excuse to put his hands on my ass. Either way, I didn’t appreciate it while panting like an old person trying to climb a stair. “Can’t. The grass cutters come out at noon, and I don’t think you would look good shredded and decorating the field. Come on, lazy. We need to shower, eat, and head out this afternoon. We have things to do.” That brings me back to reality and hits me with a note of seriousness. I know what we have to do, and whether I want to or not, I’m being dragged along. Luckily, his father hasn’t been around today to see me among his best because I know he will not like this slo