William jumped, startled, as if he weren’t the very reason for his mother’s shock.
“Calm down, Mom! What’s with all the drama?”
“What happened to you, my boy? Did you fall? Were you mugged?” Dora rushed to him, her face a map of maternal anxiety.
Simeon, however, watched with a knowing, slightly mischievous smirk. “It’s the fans, dear. William is skilled, scoring goals left and right, a performance worthy of a professional.”
“And that’s why they tear his clothes and hunt him down?” Dora was in no mood to hear about girls chasing her son. She turned to William, her gaze narrowing into something almost menacing. “Son, remember one thing: I want you to finish school and fight for your dream of being a player. Do not get distracted by these girls! Don’t go getting anyone pregnant, because
