Old Too Soon Wise Too Late
The teenage girl takes a deep breath, expanding her powerful yet flat chest. She flexes her short, sinewy legs, tensing from her tiny toes through her overdeveloped hamstrings, all the way up to her hips, which are hidden, preternaturally hollow. She breaks into a run; her arms slam at full tilt into a vaulting horse, 3 feet 9 inches high. She flies through the air like a careering javelin and then lands with a disturbing thud on a padded mat, the shock absorbed by what little is left of her ankle and knee cartilage....