Rain Dance
““Mike will call you.” “I’ll get dressed and meet you at the curb.” “Your house is on the way. Don’t worry. There will be plenty of time,” Stacie assured me when she noticed the uncertainty in my eyes.I had no idea how these things went and could only hope she was right.One morning a delivery man rang our doorbell. He handed me a bouquet of wildflowers and a package. Inside the box was a white T-shirt with ASST. COACH printed in black letters. Then the door...bell rang again. This time Stacie stood there with a silly smirk on her face, holding her new nightshirt. It read, MOM.“Mike did these for us. His shirt says COACH.” We drank ice water with lemon and laughed out loud as we remembered the breathing lessons Mike had given me over the phone.“As assistant coach, you will need to know this breathing stuff too. Ready?” Without further warning, he started our practice session. I barely held back the chuckles I knew would immediately be out-of-control whoops if I so much as let out a whimper.“I’m serious, Jonica.MoreLess
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