This isn't my best chapter so far and it is definitely a lot shorter. I wasn't sure how to write the interactions of a basketball game but I hoped it showed how close everyone is and stuff.
If you recognize it, it's not mine. If you don't, it's mine.
Chapter 3 – The River Court
"Hey cousin!" Jamie greeted Logan. "And little cousin!" he greeted Sarah. "Hey Uncle Clay and Aunt Quinn." He hugged them.
"Hey Jamie, heard you're looking to get a good deal with the Cardinals." Logan told him.
"Yeah. Your old man here has a pretty good thing going with them. But I don't know. I still want to see what happens with the Yankees."
"I can't blame you. They are the best team in the nation and have been for decades."
"Well we'll see. You playing tonight?"
"Of course. I didn't lead Duke to victory this year just to stop playing."
"You'll be good competition. Let's see what these kids got."
They joined the group of kids who were still in high school.
"Hey Jamie!" Sawyer said as she hugged her cousin.
"Hey Sawyer! How was school?"
"It was fine. Glad it's over and I get a break. Although I've been fielding these guys' questions all day so maybe it's not really over." Jamie laughed.
"Hey now! We are just very curious!" Davis said, joining the conversation.
"It's really not a bad time. Just be smart and don't do anything stupid." Jamie told him.
"Yeah yeah. It's time to play. Let's pick teams." Davis said.
"Alright. Logan! We're captains and its time to pick teams." Jamie yelled.
Logan and Jamie stood side by side as everyone else who was playing lined up. There was Davis, Jude, Devon, Nathan, Lucas, Skills, Clay, and Jake. They flipped a coin to see who would pick first. Logan won.
"I'll take Jude." Logan said.
"I'll take Devon." Jamie said.
"Nathan." – Logan
"Davis." – Jamie
"Skills." – Logan
"Lucas." – Jamie
"Jake." – Logan
"And that leaves Clay. Come on. Let's play." Jamie said.
They played a fun pick up game but everyone was there and everyone was having a blast. While the game was going on Julian and Mouth were watching and grilling and the women were setting up a few tables for food. It was a tradition to get together once every three months to play a pick up game and have a cookout at the river court with everyone. It reminded the adults of the time they had spent there in high school and all the memories that had been made there. It was a place where everyone was home for one reason or another and it was a place where they could all be together. Because let's be honest. They were all a family and nothing could come between them.