I need to dress Little Bundle, and that'll give you and James a chance to talk."James was still standing when I padded into the kitchen. "Sorry about ...hat," I said.He smiled. "No problem."I made myself a glass of iced tea and we settled at the kitchen table."Deanna tells me that she and Grace had a big fight," James said."Yeah." Would you tell me about it?" No." I sipped tea.He laughed. "Don't want to get between the rock and the hard place, huh?" You've got it." Fair enough. I understand. Some stranger just dressed her up and wasnow taking her off someplace on a motorcycle. I wouldn't have wanted totrade places with her for any amount of money. I feared that the wholeexperience would traumatize her into never speaking again.As we rode back to the farm, I thought about my lack of qualificationsfor raising a kid. Stupid ass that I am, I didn't even ask about where tosend her to school. Did she take medication? Did she require a specialdiet? I had trouble taking care of myself. How. I still got my cleats—they never even got dirty. And besides—what happened that night—that's up to your heart. As far as kicking me off the team—if you recall, you didn't do that. You cut me—the day before opening day” I raised an eyebrow, and pondered the moment. What he had said was true—I did in fact cut Maurice, but there was still the honor code thing. “There's still a problem. We have already made cuts, and it's just two hours now till kickoff—there just simply isn't enough time to make. I've heard about people who did that, I just didnt know there were this many, this is what Adam tried to warn me of. I turned to look at he and found he was on the floor holding his head in his hands ... and crying. I was thinking of something to cheer him up and decided to get my Gardevior, after all it is a caring pokemon, bad idea. As soon as I let her out Adam freaked out and flung himself into a corner. I returned her. Mika asked him what was wrong, I was afraid I already knew the answer..