Her father, a preacher, is already not happy with her first semester grades, but he’s allowed her to return to Richmond from Detroit to redeem herself. So far, she’s doing a bang up job and all because, “Ms. Scott, I guess I like the rush.” I suggest she consider sky diving instead. It’s, at least, regulated. Fast forward. Today I ran like the fool child I am. 18.74 miles to be exact.
darlene anita scott 