I just get so fucking nervous, and Coach Mackenzie is so…serious looking. I don’t know, he just reminds me of my dad a little bit, which isn’t fair at all.” I pick a tomato out of my sandwich and pop it into my mouth. Desmond waits, not saying anything, and looking out at the water. “My dad was so mean, and Coach isn’t at all, but he looks like he could be and my brain can’t seem to separate the two.”
