Chapter 4
Are you all right?” Shelly asked.
Tara saw several concerned faces looking down at her. She rose quickly and brushed herself off, causing the crowd of players, the referees, and her coach to step back.
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” She c****d an eyebrow at Shelly, who was the other forward on the team.
“You just rammed heads with the other team’s sweeper. She’s bleeding all over the place.”
“Oh, at least it wasn’t one of our players. Still kept my promise.” Tara looked and saw another small crowd of people a few yards away, which consisted of the opposing team’s coaches, players, and athletic staff. They were crouching around a figure moaning and writhing on the ground.
Tara rubbed her head, despite the fact that there was no pain and knew there would be no cut, bruise, o
