Epilogue
Bristol
One Month Later
Super Bowl Sunday
The crowd was wild, their screams and shouts no doubt heard all over the city of Charlotte. It was the fourth quarter, with Denver beating us by two measly points. Both teams had fought hard, and it was still anyone’s game. My brother had been sacked numerous times and I could see it weighing on him; he wasn’t used to that. It was a high-stakes game with everything on the line.
“Come on, guys!” I shouted.
Hayden whistled and clapped her hands. “We have to win this.” Her baby bump had started to grow, but she still wore her normal-sized clothes. I thought she looked cute with her Carolina jersey snug around her tummy.
“Two more plays,” I said. “Ryan does well under pressure.”
There was only a minute left to go and we still had about
