“Huh.” Zeke sniffed a little and wiped his nose. “Sorry. Some dust, I guess.” He hadn’t thought of football. Nate was right. In the two years Zeke had joined the Ohio State University team, he was totally their star. His mind had simply been Nate, Nate, Nate since he returned to Oil Hills that he simply forgot about the football stuff. Though it was pretty weird, forgetting about it, since one of Zeke’s wishes was to take Nate to watch his games.
Zeke looked up and fixed his gaze to Mr. Abraham then to his wife. “I want to tell you something. You both might be mad at me after that, but it’s not going to change a thing. And for your information, Nate doesn’t know about it because I haven’t told him. I don’t know how he’s going to react about it but again, it won’t change anything.”
Mr. Ab
