TWELVE
Windy: I have to stay late to talk with Coach. Do you mind waiting until half five?
Me: I don’t know, is there food in this deal?
Windy: What do you want to eat?
Me: A whole entire elephant. For me only. You fend for yourself.
Windy: Would you share some if I hug you again?
Me: Perhaps. I’d have to sample said hug to make a decision, though.
Windy: Noted. See you soon.
I stay in the locker room until the all-clear comes from Jesse, and I make my way outside of the stadium towards the parking lot. One of the lights has gone out, and it throws half of Jesse’s car under the cover of pitch blackness, which just so happens to be the passenger’s side and I feel like I’m in a horror movie, the easiest victim because I won’t sprint across the parking lot to get into the car and lock
