"Lena Wright. Your new worst nightmare, apparently." I pulled a rolling stool across the floor and sat down. "Either let me help, or I tell Coach Tanaka you were crying in the dark."
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That’s how I ended up pulling open the door to the team’s secondary treatment room—the one no one used because the ice machine wheezed like an asthmatic bulldog. "Lena Wright