Chapter Seventeen
Nora
“We’re going to be late,” Cat announced from where she sat beside me in the truck.
“I’m going as fast as this little truck will go,” I countered, glancing sideways with a quick shrug.
“I don’t want to interrupt Gemma’s class after it started. It’s not respectful.”
I smiled. “I’m sure she’ll appreciate that. We’ve got five minutes. We should make it in the nick of time.”
We did, by a hair. Both Cat and I were nearly breathless as we unrolled our yoga mats and took our positions at the back of the classroom.
Gemma cast us a quick smile as she made her way around the room, leading the class and gracefully adjusting postures.
By the time we were lying down on the floor at the end of the class, I felt good. This was one of Gemma’s faster-paced classes, and Cat and
