Lorraine
"Good! Again!" Noah grunted, letting me land another hit and quickly setting up for another assault.
It's been several weeks since we started training together, and I've improved by leaps and bounds. I was nowhere near being ready for the advanced class, nor was I the top student of the normal group, no not at all. But for me, I felt the progress I made was impressive. And so did Coach Adams apparently, so much so that he said if I kept up the good work, he would pass me for the improvement alone after seeing me and Noah sparring together earlier this week.
Today was my last session with Noah. There would be one final class after that, and then I was free from this sweaty torture. But in all honesty, part of me would miss this. Not the athletic stuff, but being able to spend
