Everyone in That House Was Counting on Him Never Walking Again. He Was Hiding the Fact That He’d Started To

“I love you, Dad.”

“I love you too, son.”

I didn’t sleep at all that night.

I lay in the dark and ran fourteen years back and forth through my hands, and I wondered if I was about to lose the boy I’d raised to the man who’d thrown him away.

Chapter 10 — The Suit

The stadium was packed an hour before kickoff — parents, students, teachers, a row of college scouts.

I knew nearly every face in our section.