"I'm standing on a beach. I can feel the sand beneath my feet. I can...smell the ocean. I can hear the waves crashing, and it all just feels so familiar to me. I don't look around; I can't see what's out there, but...somehow...I just know. I know because I've been there." "Okay, so this is an actual dream. Right?" Coach Steven Blue asked. "This isn't someth...
It was a glorious day in Breastford as Coach Steven Blue walked down the drive to his car. Yesterday had been a beautiful one, as was the day before that, and before that, and every other day, it seemed. But today in particular held a certain amount of glory for our coach that 'beautiful' could barely begin to describe it. Over the weekend he had managed to...
Breastford seemed unusually brisk as Coach Steven Blue stepped out of his car and began making his way into the school. He had been making up excuses for each night he and Nina had had an appointment, but tonight was also the night the school principal - Evelyn Evers - had asked him to meet with her. As a result he had scheduled his counseling session with N...
"Coach Blue!" Coach Blue stopped walking as he thought he heard someone shouting his name. He turned around and peered down the hallway for a few seconds before realizing that it had come from the office he had just walked by. "Steven?" He stuck his head through the open door and saw that Evelyn Evers and Paula Swanson were trying to get his attention. "...
The work day was over, and although he was in no rush to get home he moved in haste out of sheer habit. The past few days had been so routine that he was beginning to grow accustomed to it. As he gathered the things from his desk and put them into his bag he contemplated on paying someone a visit; ultimately he decided against that and opted to save it for a...