Close Encounters

The Forge dragons played two more games before the weekend of Seth’s show. They won both of them easily. It was starting to feel like they actually had a real chance, after all. Jacob’s ankle had pretty much recovered by the next day, and he had no problem playing on it. It could have been much worse, and it served as a bit of a wake-up call to the team both to be careful on the court. 

The lobby outside the auditorium was sparsely populated. Jacob paid seven dollars for his ticket, and the girl on the other side of the table handed him a color program. He flipped through it while he waited for the auditorium doors to open. Jacob hadn’t ever gone to see a play before. He didn’t know anything about theater. It wasn’t his thing. He liked some television well enough, and he definitely liked movies, but his only experience with theater was the couple of times the youth of the