Chapter Seventeen––––––––
Super Bowl Sunday was a slightly cloudy day, keeping the temperature at a mild sixty-five degrees in Miami. The Kings remarked about the weather as they gathered for breakfast in the luxurious hotel where they had been swimming, sunning, and beach-combing for the past two days. They spent afternoons at the stadium working out in the gym and running plays. The Delaware Demons, their opponents, had use of the facilities in the morning.
Now that Carla was safe with Emmy, Trunk relaxed. When he’d seen the blizzard on the news, his heart had raced. Helplessness was not a familiar place for Al Mahoney. But stuck in Florida, there had been little he could do. At mealtime, the storm had been all the talk. Most of the men had their wives with them. Those with kids had st
