“You might not remember me, but I was that girl who sat with your family in the crowd and tried to blend in with all the redheads.” “I—” He opened his mouth, shut it again, and frowned. “I knew you came to some of them. But I didn’t know you went to all of them. Pretty sure you called me an empty-headed jock on at least one occasion. I took that to mean you weren’t exactly a fan of the game.”
