CYNTHIA’s P O V

‘‘I knew it!’’ I shut my eyes, leaning my back against my seat. When I opened my eyes again, I sighed. ‘‘I know nothing about football…’’

‘‘You don’t have to…’’ Alex stated. ‘‘We’re going to read the journey, not how to play football…’’

I squinted. ‘‘But that would be boring…’’

‘‘Of course, for you…’’ he smiled. ‘‘All well then… What about a successful ...