Ch. 50
I push everything that isn’t related to Reaperball out of my head. My attention narrows to one presence only.
Coach.
He moves like the tension in him has no beginning or end. He doesn’t stroll, he prowls. Long strides, hands behind his back, copper eyes roving across the field, silently taking in ev...
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