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The sports field.
With no training, Flossie Wright had nothing to do.
So, she ran along the track.
At this time, the others were elsewhere, leaving only her figure alone in the vast sports field.
When Glenn Hutchinson walked out of the Office Building, he immediately saw Flossie Wright running steadily on the field.
Her navy blue training suit, short hair fluttering beneath the brim of her cap, her slender and tall figure running along the outermost track at a steady pace—her movements added a dynamic streak of color to the empty and quiet field.
Thus, Glenn Hutchinson stopped in his tracks and stood at the edge of the sports field.
He remembered when Flossie was still in the cooking class, getting up at dawn to seek him out for extra training, she was like this even then, pushing through despite her physical exhaustion, maintaining a steady speed when she ran.
No one knew when she would reach her limit.
Maybe the next second, maybe not for a long time.
