C157 The scream

Sally

I stood in Coach's office, my eyes fixed on the floor. Coach didn't look happy—not one bit.

"Oh, look who it is—the prodigal daughter has returned," she remarked.

I looked up and quickly typed on my phone, "I'm really sorry," before showing it to her.

"And what am I supposed to do with that?" she snapped. "It's over. Go home, Sally. I'm not accepting you back."

Without thinking