Flashback ( PDFDrive )

Dex helped Sophie carefully remove her pin-covered cuff, and she
tucked it safely in her cape pocket before she slipped on the simple
bangle. It slid past her hand, all the way to her elbow, but Tinker
tipped her arm forward, making the bracelet settle around her wrist
before she pointed to the V-shaped tool. “Now how hard can you
squeeze?”
“That’s crazy!” Sophie said as both ends of the tool crashed
together hard enough to make the metal clink. “I don’t even have to
try.” She squeezed it again and again. “I could do this all day!”
“I wouldn’t recommend it,” Mr. Forkle warned. “Boost or no boost,
your muscles are still doing all the work. And if you push too hard, you
could tear something—just like if you kept punching with your Sucker
Punch, you’d bruise your fingers and throw out your shoulder.”
“Why is the bracelet so big, though?” Dex asked as it slid back
down to Sophie’s elbow. “Why not make it fit snug around her wrist?”
“Is her hand the only place that needs more strength?” Tinker
countered. “Or will her arm and shoulder also require a boost for
training?”
“Training?” Sophie repeated, her heart coming to a stop when Mr.
Forkle’s lips spread into a satisfied smile.
“Yes, Miss Foster,” he told her. “That’s the real reason I brought
you here today. I know how impatient you’ve been to begin physical
training. And with that bracelet, you should be able to.”
She could train.
The news whirled around Sophie’s head and part of her wanted to
sob happy tears and leap across the table and tackle-hug Tinker.
But the practical side of her had to ask: “You don’t think training
will mess with my recovery?”