The Verdict
I told him the truth. She wanted to come. She wanted to see him play.
I told him it was his choice. If he wanted to meet her, I would support him.
He laughed. A dry, humorless sound.
“She doesn’t get to see the championship,” he said.
“She missed the practices. She missed the broken bones. She missed the flu.”
“She missed the hard stuff. She doesn’t earn the trophy.”