False Start

“What if I say something stupid,” Eduardo said, not quite whining, but definitely heading that way. We were sitting on the bleachers after school watching Li and the rest of the team practice. Even through I’d celebrated being done with football just before thanksgiving and having a much wider open schedule, and being able to […]

I stumbled down the stairs still squinting from light that was just a little too bright. It was almost noon and I’d slept half the day away, but since this was the first day of vacation, that was fine by me. Football was done and my weekends just got… [See More on Patreon]

I set a glass pitcher on the dining room table and double-checked the place settings. We’d moved a few chairs around to make space, and Dad had insisted we use the “nice” tablecloth, the one my mother usually saved for Easter. I was surprised he didn’t… [See More on Patreon]

My headache and most of the soreness was gone by Monday morning, but Mr. Lassiter still had me come by first thing, even before I started training with Coach Greer, so he could check me out again. He said I looked good and there… [See More on Patreon]

It was weird, opening my eyes, waking up with the dark sky and stadium lights above me. It took me a second to even remember where I was, let alone why I was lying on the ground. The world returned in stages, starting with bits of sound that slowly separated into distinct voices. Then feeling. […]