Chapter 116

Mrs. Talonovich dismisses that with a wave of her hand. “Girls?” she prompts, signaling Josey and her sister to follow her to the back of the van. Dante thinks that he should be helping, but Ryan’s mother has effectively distanced him from Josey and for that he’s thankful. “You’re both sporty,” she’s saying, her voice drifting around to where he and Ryan wait. “You shouldn’t have any problem carrying these bags.”

Dante buries his nose in the top of Ryan’s hair and, breathing in the clean scent, whispers, “I love her.”

Ryan sighs lustily. “Wanna trade? She’s yours.”

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Dante pushes Ryan’s wheelchair behind the small procession heading for the bus. It’s Mrs. Talonovich in the lead, of course—she’s in her element here. As they walk, Ryan tells Dante she lives for this stuff. “Every single away game,” he says over his shoulder, “and she’s in the parking lot, helping the team pack up. God, playoffs last year? I thought she’d end up coming withus. Thatwas scary.”