"I got in the car and I drove it, I came in here and confronted you." He answered philosophically, that's why I beat him.

I think I will cry for joy. I really want him to watch our game. My last chance to play as a high schooler. He witnessed when I was just starting, I want him to be here and accompany me in winning or losing. As long as I'm with him I'm happy.

Suddenly he hugged me. "5 minutes left. Good luck, Angel. I know you'll win."

"What if not? They are good volleyball players,"

"You will win." He said firmly and broke away from our embrace....