Noah

By the time I got to the locker room, practice gear slung over my shoulder, my head was already buzzing with a thousand thoughts I didn’t want to deal with. Normally after a Saturday game, I woke up pumped — win or lose — ready to get back on the field.

Today?

I woke up thinking about Homecoming.

And Jessa.

And how asking her to go with me felt like stepping off a cliff with no plan to land safely.

I saw her last night long enough to talk on the phone before she ...