Gemotions

"I just... I don't know," Coach Davis muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair. The list lay on his desk, the names circled in red. He had to tell Daniel. Daniel, who had worked harder than anyone else on the team.

He stared at Daniel’s name, then back at the calendar. He was supposed to meet with Daniel tomorrow morning. His mouth felt dry just thinking about it.

He imagined Daniel’s face, the way his shoulders would slump. He had to brace himself. He knew this would not be easy.