Chapter 7
“Nooo! There’s no such luck in the world,” Luis shouted with a wide grin on his face, lifting his palm in the air for Nathaniel, waiting for a high five.
The reaction did come, although with much less conviction than the man had expected when sharing the news. He seemed to detect a spark of joy in his cousin’s eyes, although his excitement was somehow lacking power.
“You know fine well this has nothing to do with luck,” Lina corrected him with a smile. “Nate is simply that good. Still so good, that Barcelona wants him back,” she said, and playfully mussed the man’s hair. “Do you even have an idea, how rarely such things happen in the world of football? Especially with such a big team?”
“Very…” the man grinned, and still sitting down, passed the ball to Lucca. The boy was usin
