“I don’t understand why he’s sitting up in the box with us,” I hiss at Tawnya, trying not to look back at Hawk sitting beside Kioko in the owner’s box. Even though Hawk and Kioko are up in the second level of seats, I feel like Hawk’s sitting right behind me, peering into my soul.

She just shrugs and gestures at the field. “He probably hasn’t officially started yet or something. Honestly, you should go back and sit next to him and ask him that question.” She ...