บท 362: Sunday

The next morning, everyone gathered around the table once more, but for breakfast. It was Sunday, and that meant that Mrs. Atkins went all out, cooking almost a whole buffet. Of course...that might have to do with her being happy that Zeke was growing up. Last night, while Noah and I watched the game, the rest had apparently planned how Zeke should make his announcement. 

"You're definitely inviting the whole team, right?" Dave asked, munching on a waffle. "You kind of have to."

"The whole team? Where would they fit?" Kyle looked around the dining area. "With us, it's already a party. Just invite the coaches and the media."

"Here? Having it here?" Noah shook his head. "Just have it at the school. Their school. Stanford."

"But he might not play there if the draft goes well." Dave shot that idea down. "Zeke said he wanted it here at home. Now it's coming down to the invite list."

"When will you do it?" Noah asked Zeke directly for more details.