“That girl. I reckon she has her reasons for what she does, but it’s nothing I understand either, Gabe.”
“I had no idea. I don’t think Emory does either.” Gabe took a drink of his water and mulled this over. “Tell you what, Coach. I’ll go back over there and talk to her about whatever I did to piss her off and see if she’ll reconsider.”
He was a little too happy at the thought of seeing her again and having a chance to spar with her.
“I wish you wouldn’t do that, son.”
Oh, well. Probably for the best anyway.
“It’ll encourage her, and she’ll go on another buying spree,” Coach went on. “She’s got a perfectly good teaching degree from UT. Mavis Montjoy is retiring when school’s out next month. Neyland could slide right in there and teach English. I’ve told her she could move back in with her mother and me. We’d love to have her, especially with Todd at UT.”
“All right,” Gabe said, “if you think that’s best, I won’t go back.” It probably wouldn’t have done much good anyway.” She’d been pretty steamed at him, as best he could tell, about a website that he had no control over.
“I do.” He nodded. “She’s going to have to face it sometime, and it might as well be now. There’s nothing wrong with her making her little bracelets and things on the side if she wants to. But that’s a hobby, not a living. I swear I wish I’d never let her work summers when she was in high school for that bizarre woman, Crystal Rain. And I wouldn’t have, if I’d known that ridiculous hippie was going to run off to Mexico with a silversmith and give her equipment to Neyland. That’s what started this whole thing to begin with.”
Gabe was usually sympathetic to people who didn’t get to do the work they wanted to, but under these circumstances, it was hard to scrape up much compassion for Neyland. She could have sold him that necklace and saved him a trip to Cool Springs. Sometimes you had to compromise. After all, though he had wanted to play for the Tennessee Titans, he didn’t argue with anyone when the Wranglers drafted him in the first round.
“Okay,” he said. “She’ll work it out, I guess. People generally do. Now tell me about the stadium.”
Coach got a worried looked on his face and briefly massaged his forehead.
“It’ll be all right.”
“It doesn’t sound like you believe that.”
“I do. It will. The thing is, we need an expansion and a renovation. I asked for it. The school board and town council have been kicking it around for a while, and it looks like we’re going to get it. I’m glad about that. It’s the time frame I’m not too thrilled with. And here I was talking about my baby girl not having patience. I guess she came by it honest. I haven’t had much time to adjust, but things move fast in the aftermath of disaster.”
“Is it a money issue?”
“Yes and no. We’ve got insurance to pay for the storm damage, no problem. But the powers that be think this is a good time to go ahead and raise the rest of the money and do the expansion.”
“What’s the but?”
“There’s no way to raise the money in time to have the work done by fall. We're talking over a million dollars here—though they are fairly confident they can have the money and start by fall. So Joy Daniels has already been on the phone with the superintendent over in Dalton about sharing facilities with Madison Grove.”
Oh, hell no! “Sharing facilities? With Beauford’s arch rival? How’s that going to work?”
“It’s going to be up to me to get the schedule rearranged so we can play our home games over there on Thursday nights on the weeks they have home games. We can have Friday nights when they’re on the road.”
“But either way, it’s a bus, forty miles, and not at home.”
Coach nodded. “That’s about the size of it.”
“Can you practice here?”
“Maybe. Depending on what’s going on with the construction. My guess is not much.”
“Then where?”
“We can share the middle school field when they aren’t using it, but if we want to practice on the field we’re going to play on, we can have Madison Grove weekdays and Saturdays when they’re finished.”
“That’s going to make for a hard season.” Gabe wouldn’t have said the words aloud, but Coach knew what he meant. No playoffs, no championship, maybe not even a winning season.
“Don’t I know it, son. I hate it most for the seniors.” Coach rose. “I hate telling them, but it’s got to be before it comes out in the paper tomorrow. Might as well be now.”
“Then I’ll go and give you privacy with your team. I’ve got a few things I need to do anyway.”
“Thank you, Gabe. I’ll see you at the wedding.”
As he walked to his car, Gabe added another item to his to-do list.
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