“This was a charity exhibition. How did the stakes compare to the championships you’ve won?” I clasped my hands on top of the table and leaned forward so my voice reached the microphone. “There are a lot of things worth fighting for in life. Trophies, championships, and accolades aren’t on the list.” “What’s at the top of your list?” I looked right at Annie. It was the spark in her eye that did it for me. It shone through her shyness, through her anxiety, through her demons. It was the beacon that grounded me. “She is.”
