The We-We Promise — Cozy End Pages
THE WE-WE WOODS AND THE RAINY HEART A Wiwi and Friends Story Featuring Rebecca Lau The mud on Rebecca's goalkeeper gloves had dried into cracked brown continents by the time Mum pulled into the driveway. Rebecca didn't move. She sat in the passenger seat staring at the gloves in her lap, at the number one written in silver marker on the back of each finger — Molly's handwriting, careful and round, done the night before the season started with a glittery gel pen and a great deal of ceremony. Number one goalkeeper, Molly had said, very seriously. Official. Rebecca pulled at a loose thread on the left glove. "You saved four shots," Mum said quietly. "We still lost." "You saved four shots," Mum said again, because sometimes the only thing to do is say the true thing twice. Rebecca said nothing. Her nose was running again. Her throat felt like someone had sandpapered the inside of it, and her head had the particular heavy underwater q...