Playing It Close
“She kissed him on the cheek and leaned into his brief bear hug.“Morning, Tessy. Ready for a pie and a pint?”“Always.” She walked with him to their favorite food van and ordered two steak-and-ale pies while her dad sought out one of the men wandering through the growing crowd with a backpack full of beer from the local Legends brewery. Tess’s chest filled with pride over her team’s traditions. They’d started over eighty years ago, when young men working at Legends brewery had decided to form a t...eam at the weekends. Men’s rugby had only gone professional in the nineties, but for decades before that it was played purely for love of the sport.After they ate, Tess excused herself to change in the toilets. She’d brought proper clothes in a small backpack, so she stripped off her cycling gear, gave herself a quick wash in the sinks so she felt a bit fresher, and pulled on her brand new shirt, smoothing it down and checking herself out in the mirror. Seeing the name of Charlie’s company printed across her chest made her smile.MoreLess
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