QUINN
As I thought, Christy would not leave me alone about whether or not I would go with her. Instead of coming up in the stands to where I sat near Stuart, she linked me near constantly. Tommy gave me a piggyback down the steps to leave for our half-time performance and then was nice enough to take my instrument up afterward so I could go with everyone to the concession stands. I felt terrible that I was practically helpless, but no one else seemed to mind helping.
When we were coming back from our break, my phone chimed with a message from Michael, telling me I should call him after the game. I finally got Christy to back off by telling her I would let her know first thing in the morning after talking to my parents. I was trying to be patient with her, thinking that this little outin
