Chapter Four––––––––
Bull helped The Kid’s parents get him home when they landed in New York. The trainer explained what they had to do.
“Enjoy the rest. You’ll be playing again in a couple of weeks. No sweat, buddy.”
He patted his friend on the back and headed for the bus. It was late when he got to his place. As sore as he was, he put off soaking until the morning. He had plans to see Samantha and needed sleep. Exhaustion set in, and he drifted off quickly.
The next morning, instead of a shower, Bull drew a hot bath to soothe his aching muscles. While he lounged in the tub, he examined his body for bruises. This time, he had more than usual—a couple of small ones and a doozy on his upper arm where it had collided with a helmet. After twenty minutes, he dried off and dressed in new, b
