PHOEBE
Her nerves truly would be the end of her, worrier that she was. But she had to focus on why she was training this way. In her mind's eye, behind Harper, were three blonde-headed little boys, cowering in fear, holding each other for comfort. Phoebe swallowed a lump in her throat. She couldn't be so weak. She couldn't fail again. She couldn't rely on others to do the fighting anymore.
So as he swung the punch at her, nerves steeled with stubborn determination, the momma bear in Phoebe came out. With all her force, and a fair bit faster than even she knew she could move, she charged Harper just as he hand shown her. This time she remained rooted to the ground as she shoved his arm aside and rammed into his shoulder, grunting with the force of it.
So as he swung the punch at her, nerves steeled with stubborn determination, the momma bear in Phoebe came out. With all her force, and a fair bit faster than even she knew she could move, she charged Harper just as he hand shown her. This time she remained rooted to the ground as she shoved his arm aside and rammed into his shoulder, grunting with the force of it.
Honeybee, your soul is golden
