Kait's face showed her shock. "I don't even know him. I don't know anybody at Vista. Why would he say something like that?"
"Psychological warfare," I said. "He was trying to find a way to beat me. It had the opposite effect."
She smiled and hugged me again. "My hero," she said.
I moved to return the hug and winced a little.
"You okay?" she said.
"It's starting to hurt more when I move," I said. "I'm going to tell Coach that I'm heading home to lie down and rest it."
"Okay, I'll meet you at home," she said, and started to stand.
"Uh, Kait?"
"What is it?"
I subtly pointed to her shorts. She looked down and her face turned red. The wet spot had grown a bit. She quickly sat down again.
"Oh, my God," she said. "I can't walk out of here like this."
"I have a solution," I said. "Don't
