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Chapter Ten The next day, Coach Bass called a brief team meeting in the press room. Jo was presenting the final anger management groups before Pete gave last minute instructions for training camp. Just as he was about to speak, Buddy Carruthers burst into the room. “You’re late,” Pete chided. “I’m getting married!” Pushing up on tiptoe, the wide receiver fairly squealed. “We know that. Now, let’s go on with the meeting,” Coach said. “No, I mean now. Like soon. Maybe in two weeks. Emmy’s quit the concerts.” All eyes were on the handsome footballer. “Yep. She got a recording contract from Goldfinch Music. She’s only required to do two shows a year. She’s going to be home, with me, writing songs and recording them. So, we’re getting married.” “When?” Coach Bass asked. “As soon as possi