Finlay
As we headed for the stadium for the third game, I felt better about things then I had done in a week. What Amie’s father had told her yesterday had changed things. It made me look at our situation in a new light and it made me feel better and stronger. It wasn’t just me. We had talked to the team and told them everything we had learnt. They all walked with more spring in their step. We had a plan. Even if we had no clue what the third game was, we knew ways to earn points and valuable information on how to get out of tight spots. The steps up to our seats had never felt so easy to climb. We sat down and waited for everyone to take their seats and for the speaker to tell us what was going to happen. I was watching the crowd, searching out the now familiar places where packs of inte
