"Yeah, maybe."
"He's awake," a voice booms from the door.
I look over and see Coach there. "Hey." I smile. "What are you doing here?"
"Came to see my boy." He walks over to the bed, a big smile on his face. He's the closest thing I have to a father. He knows what I've been through and has been one of my biggest supporters. He's the one who talked me into considering college. Before I met him, I didn't even think it was possible. I didn't think I was smart enough.
Kendrick and Danny get up. "We gotta get going."
"You just got here," I say.
"We got shit to do before the party," Danny says. "We'll be back tomorrow."
"What party?" Coach asks, giving them the same menacing look he gives us when we screw up in a game.
"It's nothing, Coach," Danny says, shooting a grin at Kendrick. "Just a few of us guys eating pizza and watching some movies."
"Yeah, sure," Coach says, rolling his eyes. "Go easy on the booze, you hear me?"
"Yes, sir," Kendrick says, laughing as they leave.
Coach shakes his head. "Those two give me a migraine."
I laugh. "I'm sure I contributed to that too when I was playing."
"Nah, you were no trouble." He comes around the bed and sits in the chair Danny just left. "So I hear they got your father."
"Yeah. They got him in the middle of the night."
"That'll add a few years to his sentence."
"The cop I talked to said at least ten, maybe more. He's got multiple charges against him."
"I'm assuming some of those charges are related to what he did to you."
"Yeah. I'll have to show up at court, testify against him."
"Are you're okay doing that?"
"I've done it before."
He nods.
"You just come by to talk?" I ask.
"That, and to give you some news."
"I hope it's good. I don't need more bad news."
"It's good, at least I think it is."
"What is it?"
"I've got some scouts interested in you. They know your situation and what happened to your knee but they're still willing to make you an offer."
I wait for him to continue.
"That's it?" he says with a laugh. "I thought you'd be more excited."
