I reached for my phone.
Caleb pointed.
“Mom.”
“I’m checking messages.”
“You opened the camera.”
I stared at the screen.
He was right.
I locked it.
“Okay.”
A few minutes later, the stadium feed changed.
The lights on the field dimmed.
The announcer began speaking.
“Today, Creston Field is honored to welcome a young Hawks fan from Bellhaven.”
Caleb looked toward the television.
“Oh no.”
His face appeared on the stadium screen.
A picture from earlier.
He looked at me.
“Did you do this?”
