The scoreboard finally changed.
Emma looked up.
Her eyes widened.
It was the highest score she had ever received in competition.
Rachel wrapped her in a hug.
Emma laughed.
I thought I almost lost the landing.
Rachel smiled.
Almost does not count.
Emma looked toward the audience again.
Reporters were already waiting near the exit.
They wanted to ask about courage.
Disability.
Inspiration.
But Emma knew what she wanted to talk about.
Training.
Technique.
The thousands of repetitions nobody saw.
She had not entered the arena hoping people would feel sorry for her.
She wanted them to watch her gymnastics.
And tonight they finally had.
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