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height, but sports a more athletic build. Her thick auburn mane is of medium length with slight waves. She reminds me so much of her mother, Mrs. James, who was kind and sincere. Since teacher pay is next to nothing, she earns extra money by coaching at the school and teaching yoga at a local wellness center. She explained to me that she married right out college to her high school sweetheart. Rory’s husband was a Marine in a reconnaissance team when his vehicle struck an IED in Afghanistan. I remember the day her mom received the dreaded phone call from Rory informing her of his death. Even though Rory’s husband died over a year ago, Mrs. James said she’s still struggling with the loss. Now, Rory throws all of her spare time into athletics because it wears her down so much that it helps her sleep at night. She has also pushed away from a lot of her friends. Understandably, Mrs. James expressed her hope that Rory and I could become close.
    Hugging Rory back I say, “I didn’t realize that you lived close.”
    “I live about ten miles away, but love this charming town. I always stop here on Sunday mornings to get an iced coffee and take it down to the beach. I lay out my blanket and rest upon the sand while watching the waves roll in. It’s kind of my little therapy. It’s a way to clear my head and get ready for the week ahead. My mom has been trying to get me to go back to church, but I hate receiving all those sympathetic looks.” Giving a light shrug she continues, “I was wondering if you could meet any time this week so we can come up with a training schedule. I have stats on all of our returning team members and my goal is to help them get their PR without a boat load of injuries. I find that if you don’t have a plan, you can plan on having an unhealthy team.”
    Checking the calendar on my phone, “I still need to go through one more box and have to do some restocking of my pantry Monday. Are you available Tuesday? We can meet at my condo. I’m excited to show off the progress I’ve made on it.”
    Obviously ticking her schedule through her head, Rory finally answers, “Tuesday works best for me. It’s one of the only days this week I actually have no commitments. Text me your address and I can be there as early or as late as you would like.”
    “How about eleven-thirty? It will give me time to take a shower and recover from my morning run. I’ll make us a light lunch and we can get started. Does that sound okay?”
    Giving me a sweet smile, “That would be perfect. See you Tuesday. Call me if something changes.”
    Rory turns to walk out the door then suddenly stops. Turning back my way she has a devious grin. “Now, I would like to make a suggestion in what to order here. They make the perfect iced mocha ever. It is made with chocolate espresso beans, fresh crushed vanilla beans, and the most divine chocolate drizzle. One word of caution, order it skinny because if not you will need to tack on another five miles to your run. Oh, one more suggestion. There is a gourmet chocolate store up the way that makes the most decadent chocolates. Their chocolate covered strawberries are amazing and the chocolate covered Oreos will make you not care about the added cushion that they’ll add to your backside. They’re seriously well worth the money and added calories. See you Tuesday.”
    As the bell on the door chimes, I think about the hell Rory has been through this past year. Even though she has such a charming demeanor, you can see little flecks of pain in her eyes. I remember when my stepfather would deploy, my mother tried to put on a brave face. We knew what a phone call or an unexpected visitor could bring. I also know that being detached from the bond of military friends brings people in your life that don’t always get what you are going through. Hopefully with my military roots, I can be the friend that she can turn to for understanding. I have a feeling that Rory and I could be the best of