Clenching her bag and notebook in her hands, Heather prepared to shoot back a curt reply to his preposterous demand. She managed to stop herself before the words escaped her lips. An assistant coach for many years, Jo had experience on his side. While his personality left something to be desired, Jo’s coaching skills and attention to detail could not be denied. They had attended this tournament together so that Heather might learn from the older assistant coach. It was in her best interests to follow his lead and embrace his suggestions.
“I can be there by six-thirty,” she relented.
“That should be time enough.”
Arriving at Jo’s car, he popped the trunk with his remote. Heather reached for her bag, but Mark intercepted and grasped the handle first. She nodded in appreciation and told Jo
