Thursday, July 24, 2014

Football practice

A high school football practice was underway. It was nighttime and the dark practice field's only light spilled in from a parking lot. As Rock drove his pickup truck across the grounds toward the exit, weaving his way around groups of players, he listened to a recording of a football broadcast on his in-dash cassette player, searching for a forgotten comment he heard years before and remembered liking.

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