"Garret." Noah interrupted him and Ethan's talk. "Have you decided between college or draft yet?"
Garret nodded. "I'm going to name my commitment on National Signing Day. November 11th. But if my draft number is good, I'm going pro."
"No matter what team picks you?" Noah asked.
Garret shrugged. "Just because a team drafts me, doesn't mean I'll get a chance to play for them. I could just be a chess piece in one of their trades."
"Have you been in contact with any scouts?"
"A few have shown interest but nothing definitive. I need to have another great season." He then asked. "What about the twins? They went to see a bunch of schools this summer, right? Did they decide on any particular one?"
Noah shook his head. "Nope. They might not even pick before signing day. Zeke waited for the last minute to decide. They might do the same."
Thanksgiving was actually pleasant. No fighting. Which is highly unusual for my dysfunctional family. Lol. Obviously didn’t get everyone together so that might have helped. My sister has already put up the Christmas tree so it’s about to become a winter wonderland over here. I’ll try to get back on insta to post some pictures and things.
Thanks again for all your well wishes and happy thoughts. I’m trying not to dwell so much on death, but it still keeps me up at night.