“Guys, this is Daniel Cole. Daniel—”
Justin interrupted, sticking his hand across the table to bump fists with Dan. “We’ve met Dan. First home game, right?”
Dan bumped Bailey’s fist as well. “Yeah, that’s when it was. But I saw you guys play ball before school started. Casey brought me. Said it was your last game of the summer.”
Justin grinned. “So you saw the mighty Hammers play, huh? We did win that one, didn’t we?”
“Yeah, ya did.”
Bailey and Justin looked at one of the wall-mounted TVs as someone made a touchdown, so Dan seized the moment, turned to Bernie, and quietly asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m fine. Thanks for asking. In fact, I was just telling these two about my brief appearance on the Internet.”
“You told ‘em?”
“Yeah,” Justin said. “He told us. But we’d heard about it
