Savage
“Have you tried to walk much faster than this?" Malone asks as she and I walk swiftly around the high school track. She takes a drink of the water she's carrying, waiting for me to answer. The sun is setting in the distance and a storm must be coming, if the loud noises of the frogs and crickets are any indication. Instead of hurrying to get done, I enjoy the pace we're keeping.
“Nah." I shake my head.
“Is there a reason why not? I know you, you're not even breaking a sweat. Where's the guy I know who won't let anything stop him? The guy who was competitive about everything?"
My brain swirls as I think about what she's said to me. Sad as it is, I've wondered this about myself too. Why am I holding myself back? “I'm scared," I admit softly, letting her in on something I haven't s
