Sarah POV
It had been a long day. Zane and I quizzed each other on Ted’s list then burned it. We ate a pasta dinner with the girls without betraying how deeply worried we were about every detail of our lives being online, and Chloe talked with excitement about going to look at some teak in a lumber store that weekend. Evidently, her design was finished, and she was ready to get going.
Grace picked a little at her food, and Zane asked her if she were feeling all right.
She shrugged. “I miss it when Miss Carmen doesn’t come over.”
“Well, you know she’s worried about your voice over the long-term,” he said. “You have athletes at your school, right?”
“Yes.”
“Well, it’s the same with them. The coaches have to make sure your schoolmates don’t train too much too soon and injure something. J
