As the family loaded up the car and drove to the hotel, Zeke made the call.
"Hello Coach."
"My dad asked me to visit the athletic trainer on site."
"No, it's not anything too serious. Just a contusion."
"Yes, I was going to tell you that it was recommended that I sit and rest. My dad helped me come to terms that tomorrow's game isn't as important as the season overall."
"...I didn't give anyone a hard time."
"We're heading to the hotel now. We'll shower at meet everyone in the restaurant at the hotel."
"Yes. I'll let them know."
"Okay, see you at dinner."
Zeke hung up and put his cellphone away. He looked at his dad, who was driving. "Coach said everyone will meet for dinner at 7pm at the restaurant in our hotel. He sent you a list of players that'll be staying with us tonight."
"What did he say about your injury?" Mrs. Atkins turned her head to look back from the front passenger seat.
