FORTY-EIGHT
LeoThe basketball swishes through the net.
I clap my hands in front of me. “I missed my calling,” I kid.
“Yeah, it’s the NBA’s loss,” Ollie teases. “Let’s take a break. It’s hotter than balls in here.”
“Yeah, the air is going to be turned on tomorrow,” I say as the two of us head over to the bleachers and sit down. I grab my water bottle and take a big swig.
It’s crazy to think that Alma and I bought an old school. It was a small Christian school that had been fully operational until a month ago. Their student body has outgrown this place, so they’re constructing a larger school a few miles away.
It’s perfect for our needs. It was quite the find.
Over the last few years, I’ve volunteered at a lot of places, and I realized that it’s good for me to help kids and teens who
