Chapter Thirty-Four
“To the Darlinghurst Darlings!” Amelia raised her glass to her teammates gathered in the pub after the game.
Usually, after a loss, she’d be much more down in the dumps, but it was the day after Christmas and these women had shown up for her—that was what it felt like, anyway. Even Jill had donned the Darlings’ kit and tried her best. The team had welcomed four new members, with varying degrees of ability, but that could be worked on. In the end, they only played for fun. Even though she was the coach now, Amelia could see her team for what it truly was: a bunch of women coming together to have some good old-fashioned fun. And she’d be able to use her knowledge of soccer in the professional arena soon enough. A surge of excitement ran through her at the prospect. She
