Bridget did not concentrate very well during practice. She was agonizing over whether or not her coach had once been in love with one of her best friends and then fathered someone else's baby. She didn't know how she could approach it, but Bee knew she had to do something or she would be playing like crap the entire camp.

"Coach?" she called to him after practice.

"Yes?"

"Can I talk to you?"

"Yes, what is your name?"

"Bridget. My friends call me Bee. I'm on your team. Care to walk as we talk?" they began walking, "I would just like to apologize about how crummy I was at practice. I just..." she trailed off searching for the right words, "I think you know one of my friends."

Kostos nodded for her to continue.

"She has been to Greece and met a guy about your age over there," Bridget beat around the bush.

"And her name was?"

"Lena Kalgaris."

Kostos's jaw dropped as far as it could, "Well this is a small world."

Bee nodded her head, but did not speak.

"How is she?"

"She is doing a lot better than she was, thats for sure. You crushed Lena very hard. She hasn't had a serious boyfriend at all this year. She took my brother to the prom. Lena seems happy on the outside, but I'm not really sure I buy it. She is staying at home this summer. Our other friend Tibby is investigating her psyche while Carmen and I are away."

"I did not want it to happen that way," Kostos sighed.

"How is your family?" Bee asked with a little disgust in her voice.

"Fine. Fine," he replied absently, "They are living in the villlage."

"Oh," Bee said and then paused, "Well, it was nice to meet you," she paused again, "I have to go find my friends, but I hope we can talk again. Not coach to player, but as aquaintances or mutual friends of a friend."

"Yes, it was a pleasure meeting you as well," Kostos shook her hand.

"I'm not going to tell her for a while," Bridget informed him, "I'm going to wait for a report from Tibby."

Kostos nodded.

"See you later."

Bridget ran to her cabin and grabbed a piece of paper. She manically scribbled,

"Carma!

Kostos is here! He is my coach! Oh my god! What am I going to do? Should I tell Lena? Should I tell Tibs (would she blab)? Help!

Bee"