“It was a stupid fall,” he muttered.

“Those happen,” I said, sitting down.

“I’ve made several expensive mistakes while standing perfectly still.”

That earned a smile.

He asked whether he would miss the weekend tournament.

I told him the doctor would decide what was safe, not me or the coach.

Mason frowned, but he accepted it.

When the cast was fitted, he chose green because it was the color of his team.