Nick Saban In The Blind Side Novels & Stories

I walked out of the room, note in hand, and spotted Anna just coming around the corner with a cup of coffee in one hand and a clipboard in the other. I waited next to the door and as she approached and noticed me, her face that was once stern and seemingly uncaring grew worried as she asked, "Nathan what's wrong?" When I didn't answer immediately she immediately assumed the worse and asked, "Did... did he reject you?" I looked at her with widened eyes at that and shook my head no before answering her previous question, "Anna I don't think he can see." I said my voice but a mere whisper. When she gave me a questioning look, I handed her the note that she read slowly before giving me a look of

A coward, that's who. "Don't tell Michael that," Sabin said out of the blue as if he knew was she was thinking. "I can read your thoughts clearly, and I wouldn't call him a coward even if he might be one." A sternness lingered in his entire being; every word and every movement was so rigid it didn't seem like the same guy she had dreamt about. He was so different. "No, I am not; Kane loves his illusions, and it's the only advantage he has against us." He said, clarifying her thoughts, but it felt so invasive.