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house, she made sure his vehicle was gone first. The way he made her feel, in the very short time that she had known him, scared her, and she took every possible avenue she could to avoid him so that nothing further could transpire.
                  As Jill put some final things in her gym bag, she heard her cell phone go off in the living room below. Racing down the stairs, and almost tripping on her cat as she turned the corner, she saw that it was Amanda and answered on the last ring. “What’s up, Amanda?”
              “We’re coming to your place.”
                  “You’re what?”
                  Jill was confused. The girls had all planned on going to Amanda’s house, not hers, for their yoga class. Amanda was a yoga instructor on the side, and any days that she was open she liked to invite all her friends over to have a class. That was where Jill was about ready to go until there was apparently a change of plans.
                  “My house is a no go. Too many renovations going on,” Amanda informed her.
                  “Why didn’t you tell us all earlier?”
                  “I didn’t think it would be a big deal, but Derek told me this morning that he didn’t want anyone over.”
                  Derek was Amanda’s husband and someone Jill found hard to talk to. And from what she has heard from Amanda before, Derek could be a bit on the controlling side, which this scenario proved even further.
                  “Well, then why not Becky’s or Jessica’s house?”
                  Jill was trying desperately to not have yoga at her place. The space was not the greatest for what yoga required, and she really didn’t want to appear to be having a party of some sort. In fact, her number one goal was to remain as low key as possible while at home so as to not draw any attention whatsoever.
                  “Becky’s husband is home with one of the kids who’s sick, and Jessica has an even smaller house than you. So your house it is!”
                  Ugh.
                  Not wanting to cancel and be a party pooper on her friends, Jill obliged.             
                  “We’ll be there in fifteen minutes, okay?”
                  “All right,” Jill said begrudgingly. “Bye.”
                  I guess I don’t need my gym bag anymore then.
                  Jill went back up the stairs and emptied the bag. She put the bag away and donned her yoga attire. As she headed back down the stairs, she put her hair in a ponytail and began preparing her house for a fun, yet relaxing session of yoga.
     
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                  “All right, ladies. Corpse pose,” Amanda instructed.
                  All four of the girls got to a lying down position, flat on their backs with arms on the side, palms facing down. Jill closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, making sure that her breaths were deep and slow. This was her favorite pose because she could literally feel all her stress leave her body.
                  Everyone had stayed in corpse pose for about two minutes until Amanda’s softly, yet lively voice announced, “And done. Good job! Class dismissed.”
                  It was interesting to Jill that even though Amanda was teaching among friends, she still acted as if she didn’t know any of them; that they were just some students who happened to sign up for her class that day. She had to give Amanda credit for the professionalism she exhibited at all times when it came to teaching yoga.
                  Becky asked, “Jill, may I have some water?”
                  “Sure! Does everyone else want some too?”
                  Jessica and Amanda both