But he doesnât...he doesnât seem to want to get out of bed at all. Do you think you could talk to some of your teammates and maybe that would help motivate him?â Ferrin said.
âIâll see what I can do,â he said, his heart sinking that he wasnât any closer to getting access to Coachâs records as the call came to an end.
* * *
After hanging up with Hunter, Ferrin heard the house phone ring and waited to see if Joy was going to answer it. It was odd to get a call on that line and she suspected it might be someone from the college for her dad.
âHello.â
âHello. This is Graham Peters. May I speak to Coach Gainer?â
âIâm sorry, heâs not available right now. May I have him call you back?â
âNo, you may not. I was his assistant coach at the college. Who is this?â the man asked. His voice was brusque and he was impatient.
âFerrin, Coachâs daughter.â
âCoach has a daughter. I didnât know that,â Graham said. âI was very sorry to hear about your dadâs strokes and heart attack. How is he doing?â
He sounded much nicer now that he knew she was Coachâs daughter and not the housekeeper. Ferrin wondered how often Joy had to put up with that kind of treatment. Grahamâs name didnât mean anything to her but she quickly Googled it and his photo and a bio from the college website popped up.
âHeâs recovering but itâs slow. What did you need to speak to him about?â Ferrin asked.
âWe would like to honor your father with a tribute at the college. I was hoping to come over and go through his old practice tapes to put together a montage of his best moments,â Graham said. âI was calling to see when I could come over.â
âI donât think heâs up for visitors. Iâm happy to look through his boxes, though,â she said.
âI donât want you to have to do that. Maybe Iâll call back next week and see if heâs any better.â
âOkay,â Ferrin said. âThat would be fine. Iâll let him know you called, Graham.â
âThanks,â he said, hanging up the phone. She wondered what was in those boxes that everyone wanted to look at and her father wasnât interested in sharing. She suspected that for her father, it would be bittersweet for him to be reminded of a time when he was young and fit and healthy.
A little while later, when it was almost lunchtime, Ferrin went into the kitchen.
âIâll take his lunch tray up,â Ferrin said to Joy. Then she remembered how reluctant he was to leave his room. âOn second thought, would you mind setting up our lunch on the patio by the pool? I think it will be nice to get him outside.â
âI donât mind setting it up out there, but how are you going to convince him to come downstairs?â Joy asked.
âLeave that to me,â Ferrin said. Armed with her new advice from Hunter, she was pretty sure she could motivate him to get out of the bed.
She climbed the stairs and realized the song âWalking on Sunshineâ was running through her mind. Really? One call from Hunter and now she was energized.
She paused midway up and stood there. She knew the psychology of falling for someone. Understood that the newness of it could flood the body with euphoria. But sheâd never experienced it herself before. She didnât want to fall for a man. Especially one like Hunter, who was clearly not going to be long in her life. It was complicated. It made no sense.
But she couldnât deny that for the first time in a week she felt peppy.
She hurried up the steps and knocked on her dadâs door.
âCome in.â
She opened the door and stepped inside. The room was dark, gloomy. The curtains were closed. She walked over and opened them as she had when sheâd come up for breakfast.
âWho closed these?â
âI did. The
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