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At the Finish Line

Charlie

Waiting at the finish line for this race was a much different feeling than last week.

Last week there was no personal tie to the outcome. But this week, as I stood at the finish line leaning as far forward as I could over the line to peer down the length of the long dark road into nothingness, I couldn’t help but be aware of the tight knot in my gut and the fluttering of nerves in my chest.

“Are you alright, Charlie?” Harley asked beside me.

I glanced over at her. Although she’d sounded concerned she didn’t look it. In fact she looked a little smug with her arms crossed over her chest and her weight resting on her right foot.

I nodded. “Yes. Why?”

“You look a little worried. That’s all.”

“Oh no, not at all. I’m fine.”

“You’re sure you’re not worried that someone might not make it back in one piece?”

I scowled at her. “What are you trying to say?”

Harley laughed and rolled her eyes. “Don’t play coy with me, Charlie. You’re my girl. I know you better than I know myself, and that
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