Nick’s eyes rose to Colton’s, overflowing with watery gratitude. “I’d love that, if you’re sure you want to.” If Coach had been beside him holding out a football and telling him it was that moment, then or never, to get back on the field and play again, he would have pushed the ball away. “’Course I want to. That’s not something you face alone.” Nick’s smile grew both sadder and softer. “I was, until you walked in.”
