Whether it was homework, team practice, or wild boar hunting. When she booked practice, she expected all of them to honor the time commitment. And that expectation hadn’t changed in the last sixteen years. “We have practice tonight in Manhattan. So what are we doing about Zé?” Tock demanded. Streep stopped sobbing and glared at Tock. “Does my pain mean nothing to you?” “I didn’t book time for your pain.”