Summary:

“Hey,” Shane said quickly, breathless. “It’s me.”

“...Hello, Hollander.” Rozanov’s voice was deep and solemn.

“Are you okay?”

A short laugh echoed down the phone. “What do you think?”

Shane cringed at himself. “Right, sorry. Stupid question.”

“Is fine.” Rozanov sighed. “I am okay, I suppose… I do not know.”

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

“Why? You are not the one who sold story.”

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The coach's son from Ilya's youth sells his story, and Ilya is left to pick up the pieces. Hollander helps more than he could have ever expected.

 

set early 2016, pre-tuna melt