Parked in their driveway was their silver minivan with windows painted with white letters. “Go Kelly #3!” was the largest proclamation. Next was “Kix Girls Rock State Cup” with smaller script letters below that listed the names and jersey numbers of the team. I found myself sucked into the drama as if Rachel’s curiosity were contagious. Every time we saw the minivan pull into the Greers’ driveway, Rachel asked if she could run over and find out how the team did. I told her to give the family an hour to unpack and settle in. Then I’d end up going over too, listening to Darcy’s take on the weekend while Kelly offered Rachel a play-by-play of the games. Ron had always disappeared by then, and Darcy was starved for the good audience she had in me. After the girls went upstairs to Kelly’s room, Darcy regaled me with tawdry gossip about the bad behavior of parents at games. Making sure I wasn’t scared off by this, she always prefaced, “This is the minority, Claire.
