“That’s game!” Once again, Soma is keeping time for us. She jogs over to the sideline and turns off the speaker blasting tunes as the Phe-Moms wrap up another session of pickup soccer. I take a minute to catch my breath before stripping off my neon pinny and looking for Wyatt.

I grin when I see him under the bleachers by the turf, trading cards with Tawnya’s boys. I’m still proud that I agreed to let him sleep over at a friend’s house. And…I had a moment with ...