High school teammates carry on
"Leroy, touch your toes." Leroy reaches his arms out in front of him in mock effort, and says, "They're at home." And then, the boys laugh.
He didn't know they were gone.
Staring down at the sheets of his bed, the morphine starting to fade, Leroy Sutton was still numb, but he had a feeling something was wrong.
"It was when I tried to sit up," Leroy said, remembering that day nearly eight years ago. "I pulled the covers up, and that's when I figured everything ...
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