Ryan scored thirty-two points.
Twelve rebounds.
Six assists.
Three steals.
I was starstruck—and ashamed I didn’t have a Jensen jersey to wear myself. As the last buzzer signaled the end of the game, I was tempted to ask that lady where she’d gotten hers made.
“Fun, huh?” Cora’s eyes were invigorated, but it could’ve had something to do with her spending the last two hours holding Kirk’s hand.
I nodded. “Yeah. Is it always like that?”
She saw the jersey lady going past us down the bleachers and shook her head. “That’s a bit much, but it’s the first game too. This is nothing compared to state. It’s insane then.”
Kirk rested his arm around Cora’s shoulders. “You need a ride to the party? Are you going?”
I nodded, laughing. “I think I have to.”
I’d heard the warnings. I saw some of t
