(SOLANA’S POV)
On Friday morning before I went down for breakfast, I practiced asking dad if I could go to the game in front of the mirror.
It did not come out smoother than I expected because when dad dropped down the paper to answer my greeting as I came in , he had on a stern looking face.
It was just Dad and i at the breakfast table, Larry had not come down yet. I doubted he was coming down soon.
Dad’s stern face was discouraging but It didn’t stop me from saying what I wanted to say anyway so I went on ahead and I asked him if i could go to the basketball game that night.
He arched an eyebrow at me and paused eating his apple. Looking more surprised than scary. Which was a very encouraging thing if you asked me
“When did you ever become interested in sports?” He said and i shru
