I turned to face the building wall and fell backward, my arms outstretched, closing my eyes, faithful the wind, the hedge, and Cathy would catch me. A trust fall, like the ones Jim had forced us to do as team bonding at the beginning of each season, where we stood on the cafeteria tables and fell back like limp rag dolls, and though I hated the activity, Cathy never let me hit the ground. I didn’t rely on any other teammate for those icebreakers, especially not Ally nor Brad nor Luke. Whenever I landed onto the soft net of human flesh, the one pair of arms I recognized cradling me were
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