“That’s enough,” Patton hollered, waving DeShawn in.
“Enough? I was just getting warmed up.”
Patton shook his head. He wasn’t going to do this. He wasn’t going to pretend this was like any other Sunday in the past eleven years. He wasn’t going to be able to work off any of this energy zapping through his veins like ungrounded electricity. “I’m warmed up.”
“You don’t play fair, Cooper.”
“What’s Stan going to say if he sees you out here acting like a receiver? You better get over there before he misses you.”
“I thought we were having fun.”
“We’re not here to have fun.”
“You know what the sad thing is?”
Patton shook his head. He didn’t know if there was just onesad thing about his life.
“You actually believe that.”
He left Patton standing alone, forced to admit that while DeShawn might be a little obnoxious, he wasn’t wrong.
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