Rain was coming down hard. We were seated in the bar area of the clubhouse watching the boy’s semi final and it was a wet and muddy affair. They were losing and we weren’t sure they would be coming back to make the grand final next week. I was sat with Sarah, Liz, Hayley and also Tom’s mum who I had only met a few times, Kylie. Every time someone was tackled into the sloppy mud we groaned or whinced. There was just over one quarter left of the game and we were 30 points down. Due to the rain it was a low scoring game. Just then the siren went signalling three quarter time as the teams huddled together.
“I’m going to grab us some coffee’s, did you all want something?” Sarah asked. We all replied with our answers, Kylie leaving to help her. I turned to Hayley, I felt like I hadn’t seen her
