Maisie held the football so tightly I was surprised she could breathe.
“Do I say something cool when I meet him?”
“Probably.”
“What?”
“I have absolutely no idea.”
She gave me the look Gavin used to give me whenever I was useless during football conversations.
Then a door opened.
Cole Brennan was waiting on the other side.
Maisie stopped walking.
For the first time all day, she was completely silent.
Cole smiled and crouched slightly so he wasn’t towering over her.
“You’re the girl with the sign.”
Maisie nodded.
He looked
at it again.
“What was your dad’s name?”
“Gavin.”
Cole’s expression softened.
“He was a big fan?”
“The biggest.”
I laughed quietly.
“That’s unfortunately true.”
Maisie finally smiled.
“He said you were the best receiver on the team even when you dropped easy catches.”
