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Sabrina wasn’t finished. She grabbed the stack of permission slips Coach Reyes had prepared for a weekend track meet and tore them clean in half. “Cancelled. All of it. My husband is on the school board, and I promise you, by the end of this week, you’ll be lucky to get a job coaching peewee soccer in a parking lot.” She flung the torn paper at his chest. Micah, who had come in to drop off his gym bag, froze in the doorway with tears welling up. That’s when the double doors at the back of the cafeteria opened. Three people walked in wearing navy blazers with a small red, white and blue crest stitched on the pocket. The tallest one, a silver-haired woman with a clipboard, scanned the room and smiled the moment she saw Coach Reyes. “Marcus. Sorry we’re late. Traffic from the airport was brutal.” Sabrina’s smile flickered. The woman kept walking, extending her hand to Coach Reyes like they were old friends. “On behalf of the United States Olympic and Paralympic Committee, we wanted to deliver this in person.” She placed a heavy embossed folder on the table. “Your Junior Development proposal was selected out of four hundred applicants. Full federal funding. A new training facility. And they’d like you to serve as the regional head coach for the next development cycle.” The room went dead silent. The woman turned toward Sabrina, still holding the torn permission slips. “I’m sorry, are we interrupting something important?” Sabrina opened her mouth. Nothing came out. Then the woman’s eyes drifted to Micah in the doorway, and her whole face softened. “And you must be Micah. Your coach has told us everything about you. The scholarship board specifically wanted to meet the young man whose essay inspired half of this proposal.” Micah looked up at Coach Reyes for the first time all afternoon, and for the first time in a year and a half, he smiled. Sabrina slowly lowered herself back into her chair, the color draining from her face as she finally read the name embossed on the folder — and realized the “glorified babysitter” she’d just tried to destroy was about to become the most powerful coach in the entire district.