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She jabs, ducks, throws an uppercut like coach said, feinting with the right, slamming back hard with the left. But it's no good. No good at all. She pulls up short, glares at the wall.

Doesn't matter how hard she works, how fast she moves. She's off-form, uneasy, and the big fight is tonight.

Can't shake this stupid feeling that her shadow's moving faster.

Story by:

Simon Sylvester

20 July 2018