Marcus walked in, dropping his bag. "Where’s Ava?" Noticing her car gone, he frowned. Jason, lounging on the couch, didn’t look up. "She went to her game." Marcus tensed. "Game?" Jason met his gaze. "Yeah, she’s on the football team. Been for weeks." Marcus clenched his jaw. "You knew?" Jason nodded. "She’s good, Dad. If they win tonight, they go to championships." Marcus exhaled. After losing her mother, Ava was his world. "Football’s dangerous, Jason."
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