Coming home, Carl was torn between shock and confusion. Kathy? I didn't mean Barb had inferred anything else. Barb would have kept the thoughts not quite nailed. I wouldn't have blown up teenage fantasies. I would have talked to Andrea and Kathy wouldn't lie to her best friend. Barb had spoken to the knowledge that …
Read MoreAs Barb's job was, the girls called her "Coach." Carl was his assistant and the girls called him Carl. Barb knew football, knew how to get the kids to work their butts and they love it. Barb knew how to drop a corner kick five feet from the net. Carl wasn't especially athletic, but he was happy to trot, the …
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