We spent the afternoon munching on cookies and listening to Mrs. Atkins lecture on what not to buy for a girl. I had to nudge Noah a few times to make sure he was listening. Dave was the only one to make an escape with the excuse that he had to reply to some emails from college coaches before we head to the mall. Zeke listened patiently to his mom, but it was hard to tell if he cared at all.
Eventually, Mrs. Atkins had to get back to work. She pointed at Noah before leaving us in the kitchen. "Listen to Zeke. He has money on his card so you shouldn't be wandering far from him."
Noah nodded obediently while stuffing his face.
Mrs. Atkins looked at me. "You too. Stay close."
I nodded.
She left for her office.
Zeke pulled the plate of cookies away from Noah. "That's enough for you. If you keep eating like this, you're going to get out of shape. You know Coach doesn't have any problems with moving varsity players down if they don't perform well."
