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Rowan:

Why?

Immediate reply.

Mason:

Just wondering if we’re both about to ruin our lives in the same city.

That made me snort out loud.

Mia looked over. “What?”

“Nothing.”

But it wasn’t nothing.

Because suddenly NYC didn’t feel like an abstract idea anymore.

It felt like overlap.

Dangerous overlap.

MASON

Coach finally came out of his office.

He didn’t look surprised to see me still there.

“You’re thinking too much again,” he said.

“Everyone keeps saying that.”

“Because it’s true.”

I exhaled slowly.

“I’m not losing it,” I said.

Coach nodded once.

“I know.”

That surprised me.

Then:

“You’re just carrying too much at once.”

He didn’t say what.

He didn’t need to.

Basketball.

Pressure.

Father.