She needed a small place where it didn’t seem that people were there for the purpose of making. Good intentions failed at the sight of so much perfection. They would pound away on the treadmill at a sprint for nearly an hour and then look at you with a friendly smile and say shit like, ‘Hi, how’s it going?’ And you just wanted to say, ‘bitch, shut up,’ while you’re panting after ten minutes of brisk walking. She’d been to big gyms before where really toned people worked out damn near every day. It wasn’t the money, or even how good the facility was-which actually was just so-so compared to the expensive gyms. All Ashleigh knew is that the gym was also located in the sub-basement.įederal employees got to use it for a small fee. “She wasn’t exactly sure why the sub-basement went beneath the street and why the transportation of prisoners had anything to do with their building but for these questions there were no answers. She grew up in a family of performing artists, the daughter of country music singer Naomi Judd and the half-sister of.
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