Chapter 23
The next day before practice, Kenny grabbed Dustin’s jersey and pulled him back from running out to the field.
“Can I talk to you a second?” he asked.
“Do I have a choice?” Dustin said.
“Just give me a minute, okay. This is important.”
Dustin crossed his arms and stepped off to the side so no one would overhear whatever scolding he was about to get.
“I saw the posters,” Kenny said. “That really sucks.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m sure you’re upset and rightly so. I hope you’re not planning on getting some sort of revenge on her.”
Dustin lifted a shoulder and looked away.
“Here’s the thing,” Kenny said. “It’s never going to make it better. Getting revenge on her won’t take away the pain of what happened. And it certainly won’t get you back in good graces with Coach. In fact, doing som
