Ivy
I spent the next day meeting everyone. The wives of the team were incredibly nice and much like Savi in the warmth of their welcome. The only one I didn’t get to meet was Lexi, who apparently was away visiting someone. I caught a few looks between the girls whenever her name came up, and it wasn’t hard to figure there was more to her absence than they let on. Lexi was Keith’s wife. I met him and found him to be kind, but it didn’t take a professional to see he was in pain. He was quiet and withdrawn even as he introduced me to his two children. His adorable boy, Brandon, who they sometimes called B, was the spitting image of his father. His full-of-life daughter, Reagan, had a good part of her father in her, but you could see what I assumed was her mother as she looked up at me. That
