Chapter Twenty-One
Liam
I walked down the hall at the stadium, heading to Coach’s office for a meeting. I figured he wanted to check in about my status. I knew he spoke regularly with Tim and Dr. Monroe. As far as I was concerned, if he wanted to put me on the field sooner than the agreed upon full three months since my surgery, I was ready. It was over a month and a half since Olivia worked her magic on my knee, and I felt good. When I did my PT, there was no lingering pain. The only time I noticed anything was when I first woke up. It was like I needed a bit of grease to oil the joint, and a hot shower did the trick. I’d tried to cajole Tim into bumping up the timeframe, but he was a stubborn bloke, or so I was learning. He insisted my knee needed to be ready for the potential for abru
