The Proposal Box Set 1 / Volumes 1-10 by Lisa Shea

Author:Lisa Shea [Shea, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Minerva Webworks LLC
Published: 2016-08-03T04:00:00+00:00

Book 6 – Bennington

Ginny rolled out her yoga mat on the dew-sparkled grass, pointing it out over the stone wall and down the slope to the stretch of forest beyond. Behind her the various buildings of Bennington College were arranged in quaint New England comfort. The autumn equinox had finally arrived. That perfect balance point between night and day, between dark and light. The cycle was renewing itself. And soon would come the beautiful autumn foliage with its crimsons and golds. Then the first snows, and Bennington would shine like a diamond nestled in its white blanket. She lived in an Eden -

There was a retching sound, and a young blonde, barely nineteen, staggered out of the nearest white clapboard dorm. She struggled to get to the thick-leaved bush, folded in half, and emptied the contents of her stomach.

Ginny sighed, running a hand through her short, black hair. It was always exciting when the freshmen arrived, their first time away from home. The first time without rules or parents. Suddenly every forbidden fruit was on the menu. She wondered how half of them made it through those first months without succumbing to alcohol poisoning or sexual exhaustion. Or both.

She shook her head, smoothing out her black yoga top with the white cow silhouette on it. It was her own private joke. The cow’s “moo” was a reverse on the traditional “OM” seen on many women in the area. She’d taken the gentle bovine on as her emblem after that time she tried out an in-person yoga class, down in the town’s yoga studio. She’d asked why the instructor couldn’t simply call the set of poses “cat and cow” like the rest of the world did. The instructor had haughtily retorted that no woman in Bennington wanted to think of herself as a cow.

Ginny hadn’t gone back - but she’d embraced the cow.

She went through the poses. Warrior. Tree. And, yes, cat and cow. She didn’t mind thinking of herself as a cow, or as a cat or a warrior for that matter. She gladly stretched her limbs up into dead bug and laid back in corpse. They were all just different stages in life. Parts of the cycle. She was as curious as a cat. Strong as a tree. Fierce as a warrior. Curvy as a cow? Maybe that, too. She didn’t mind. Let those giggling freshmen with their toothpick-thin bodies point all they wanted as she did her yoga on the school common. She wouldn’t be driven back into her tiny apartment. She relished being able to breathe in those fresh breezes and look out over the wide horizon.

This was her school, too.

She settled into the cross-legged pose that was the end of her routine. Well, Bennington had been her school, for four long years. For four long years she had sparred with teachers and fellow students about what it meant to be a woman and what the world owed them. It seemed she was fairly alone in some of her stronger-held opinions about how humans should relate to each other.

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