Denise long lived on Irwin Street in her speck of a hometown. It was the summer of 1967 and the view from her bedroom window presented the general store, the post office (which her mother ran) and a hangout for teenagers, the Sugar Shack. She could almost see the entirety of Whitten, Iowa, (population almost 200) from there.
Oh, did she love that hangout. The only thing she loved more was basketball. The 5' 11" forward scored and scored and never stopped scoring, as if she were put on this planet for that purpose. Sometimes, she combined those loves, entering the Sugar Shack with a basketball tucked under her right arm. One day, that same summer, a friend asked to speak to her outside.
