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... neck once and started across the turf.
The shoulder pads felt uncomfortable but traveling across the Red Desert was probably worse.
The coach was leaning against the water station with arms folded as he chewed on a whistle. The second he spotted Nick, the man’s scarred face split into a grin that looked almost proud.
Hardman gave a low, rumbling chuckle.
"Well I’ll be damned... that’s my boy."
He snatched a ball off the cart and fired it spiral-perfect wit ...
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