Something Wicked This Way Comes Part 3
Something Wicked This Way Comes 3 The locker room had been bad enough. He'd learned to keep his eyes forward, breathe slowly and not think about it. He'd hoped gym would be better here. Maybe easier. "Darn it," he whined, as the field hockey ball flew past him as he flailed hopelessly. A girl on the other team waited and snatched it up, running downfield and passing it for a goal. His teammates, such as they were, jogged past, glaring and grumbling. Except for one girl,...