Judy feels a faint squishing sound as her head as it sinks into the sweat-soaked rag that had been lying just under it. With an oath she sits up sharply, twisting just sharply enough to avoid the bar supporting her weights and pulling an abdomenal muscle in the process. Her eyes glaze over momentarily, physical discomfort muffled below the point of consciousness by mute animal rage.

What do you do now?

	She throws a tantrum
	She takes a deep breath

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Story program written by Valerie Mates