“Don’t let Micah get to you. I’ve seen you play. You don’t need a good luck charm to win. You got this, Rhode.” And with that piece of encouragement, she clicks off the phone. I stare at my screen, waiting for it to light up with her name again. Now that I know she’ll be watching, my senses sharpen, each nerve buzzing as I channel the adrenaline thrumming through my veins.
