Chapter 7 · free to read
Bout one at nine. Bout two at noon. Bout three, if she was still standing, at four.
Bout one: fifty-two seconds. Wrist, hip, earth.
Bout two at noon: four minutes and change, on the scoreboard rather than the earth, with a torn ear for the last of them.
Bout three: four to six. Her first loss written on a sheet — and the second qualifying place out of the zone.
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