Ricochet

Chapter One

GONE



James kicked off his flip-flops and dug his toes into the grass. "So, Connor, what was it like?"

"What was what like?" We sat side by side on an overgrown soccer field. The sun was warm on my bare arms and legs.

"That night. Must've been pretty trippy, huh?

Pretty wild?"

I laced my fingers together. "I dunno."

"Course you do. It had to've been an incredible rush in spite of the outcome."

I gazed at the goal box across the field, plucking idly at the grass with my left hand.

He nudged me with his elbow. "Speak."

"Ryan said it was like walking on fire. Almost like being God."

"Was it?"

I paused, thinking, remembering. "No. It was sickening. I demeaned myself. I lost something I'll never get back."

"What?"

"I dunno exactly. Something without a name."

"Do you want it back-whatever it was?"

Again I hesitated. James and I seldom shared our most private selves. "Yes, I do."



I SPY



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