“Look, honey.” Teddy points out the window, helping Karolina sit up. We have to be careful with her cracked ribs. None of them are misplaced, but she’s still not meant to do any twisting or bending for a few more weeks. “See all the signs they made for you? Look at all that glitter. It’s like a parade for a princess, right?” She smiles even as I sense her flash of nerves. Teddy talks quietly, pointing to the kids in the crowd, telling her their names. His words from the other day still sting. He told me I don’t know any of my teammates, and he was right. I play with these men day in and day
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