But,despite his best efforts,Calvin’s mind began to wander again.
Junior had invited both Brock and Calvin to take a seat in his dorm room.There was one spare chair,which Calvin had opted for.Brock and Junior had sat on the bed,Brock’s left hand moving from Junior’s shoulder to the small of his back,even once high-fiving him when Junior had related some feat he’d achieved during his stay.
All through the short visit,Junior had kept bringing his roommate into the conversation,praising him for his achievements,and generally making the kid feel included.Calvin had been amazed by the young man’s maturity.No wonder Brock was so proud of him.
Brock slapped Calvin on the shoulder,making him jump.“Well,that’s it,”he announced.
Calvin looked around;people were standing up,packing their coolers and generally making ready to leave.The players were dispersing,many to go talkto relatives in the crowd.
Junior approached.
“Good game,Champ.Proud of you.”Brock patted the boy on his shoulder.