"Feeling better?" Noah asked Alisha early Monday morning. We had stopped by her house Saturday night, but only saw her mom. She sent a thank you text to Noah and I on Sunday, but this was our first time seeing her since Friday.
She looked pale and tired. But could still muster up a smile. "I am. I'll be at practice today."
"Don't stress yourself out." Noah told her. "Today should be easygoing. Tomorrow is a home game." He looked at her. "Will you be in the dugout for that?"
"Yea. Of course. I like helping when and where I can." She made a face. "I just knew I couldn't survive that long bus ride on Saturday. You don't think the coaches will be mad, right?"
"Nah." Noah laughed. "Maybe if Zeke was still around. If he was still captain...it'd be interesting to see what he would do or say."
Alisha turned red, looking as embarrassed as I felt. "I'm going to class. See you guys later."
"See ya!" Noah waved.
