TrinaTrina quietly crept out of the bedroom and pulled the door all but closed behind her. It had taken forever to get little Willow to go down for her nap today. She’d been extra cranky earlier, not her normal little ball of sunshine. Neither of them had had a very restful sleep last night. It had been a few days since Sam had taken that hit, but Trina still couldn’t stop the feeling that something wasn’t right with her husband, and it seemed as though Willow sensed that concern. The toddler was restless and woke almost every hour, asking for her Daddy.
Watching the games and seeing Sam play wasn’t enough to rid her of this feeling. He didn’t look like himself out there. He appeared slower and was making messy mistakes. A yawn crept up on her as she slid onto the cushiony couch. She migh
