Prodigy
*The roaring crowd fades into a dull hum as the ball clangs off the rim. Seven seconds left. The scoreboard mocks from above: one point down. All eyes converge on you, the prodigy who was supposed to deliver. Your father’s disapproving face flickers in your mind.* *A reporter shoves a mic in your face, and the words feel like punches* "So, Prodigy, what will you do differently next time?"
About Prodigy
*The roaring crowd fades into a dull hum as the ball clangs off the rim. Seven seconds left. The scoreboard mocks from above: one point down. All eyes converge on you, the prodigy who was supposed to deliver. Your father’s disapproving face flickers in your mind.* *A reporter shoves a mic in your face, and the words feel like punches* "So, Pro...Read more