Playing To Win Playing The Game IIChapter 38 An Assembly
By the time Kayla and I scrambled off the couch and threw some clothes on, it was far too late to discover who it might have been outside looking in. And, as it turned out, it didn't really matter at all. The person outside had bigger problems than the relatively minor issues represented by Kayla and me. When nothing came of our mysterious peeper over the next couple of days, we did our best to put it behind us. We quickly fell into the routine of school, practice, and homework that we had...