THE DAY GREYHAVEN FINALLY STOOD TALL

Chapter 12

The rope was placed in the center.

Five athletes from each side.

The Blackridge team looked enormous.

Greyhaven looked smaller.

Walter looked at Ethan.

“You joining?”

Ethan shook his head.

“They don’t need me.”

Walter smiled.

“Good answer.”

The whistle sounded.

The rope tightened.

Both sides pulled.

The crowd screamed.

The ground beneath their feet shifted.

Greyhaven gained an inch.

Lost two.

Gained another.

Blackridge pulled harder.

One Greyhaven athlete slipped.

Another grabbed him.

“Stay up!”

They pulled again.

Ethan shouted from the sidelines.

“Together!”

The team adjusted.

Five people.

One rhythm.

One movement.

The rope moved.

Slowly.

Then again.

The Blackridge team stumbled.

Greyhaven pulled.

The marker crossed the line.

The whistle blew.

Greyhaven had won.