people nearby applauded.
I smiled.
Then I looked at Ethan.
He wasn’t smiling anymore.
He was watching me.
Soon, a stadium staff member approached and explained that Ethan could rest in a quieter family room nearby before deciding whether he wanted to return to our seats.
I welcomed the suggestion.
Ethan had already started leaning against Chris.
We followed them inside.
After the roar of the stadium, the sudden quiet felt strange.
Ray placed the tabletop football game on a small table.
One plastic player immediately toppled over.
“Cheap equipment,”