Under the blazing sun, Mel crawls on her hands and knees over the rough terrain. Her muscles and joints protest as they try and support the weight of her upper body.
Exhausted she bites her lower lip and whimpers in pain. The metallic taste of blood wreaks havoc on her taste buds and makes her grimace.
Suddenly she hears a voice above her. She pauses, gazes up at the designer of the outdoor all-weather clothes line and rubs her eyes.
“That is enough testing for today,” says the designer.
“I quit,” says Mel as she breathes in hot air.
Exhausted she bites her lower lip and whimpers in pain. The metallic taste of blood wreaks havoc on her taste buds and makes her grimace.
Suddenly she hears a voice above her. She pauses, gazes up at the designer of the outdoor all-weather clothes line and rubs her eyes.
“That is enough testing for today,” says the designer.
“I quit,” says Mel as she breathes in hot air.
