If you keep this up, you’ll fail the midterm evaluation, Coach had said.
My bottom lip quivered so I held it between my teeth.
I didn’t bother trying to defend myself. I knew he was right. I was going to fail my midterm exam. No excuse would change that.
I was dragging my feet on the team, bringing everyone else down. That’d be right to get rid of me. I hadn’t meant to hold anyone else back.
When I chose to become a mom, I should have let go of my obsession with staying at the academy.
Trying to do both wasn’t just impossible, it was wrong. I should have known better.
Tears welled in my eyes.
“Hey,” Coach said, startled. He moved a hand to my shoulder. “Don’t cry.”
I shook my head. I couldn’t stop it.
“Listen, I know there has to be some reason that you are backsliding like this,
