“I didn’t put him on the team. He earned it,” he explained. I eyed my neighbor as I wiped the last traces of tears from my face and sniffed. “He was the best one who tried out.” Dallas look at me for a moment, his hand going up to the back of his neck as he did it, and with a twist of his mouth, he smiled for the second time, closed-mouth and everything. He didn’t agree or disagree. Wuss. “It’s the truth.” His smile curved and grew, and I would swear on my life, his cheeks went a little pink. It made me grin even as my eyes felt bloated from crying so much.
