Frankie: I prayed for cross-country to go away.
Mike: What?
Frankie: I prayed for it to go away. I just... Oh, I've just been so resentful of it. I have to do everything. I bring water, I bring snacks... I make endless signs for fans who never show. And why should they? It's boring. It's so boring.
[flashback to Frankie stood in the woods pointing the runners in the right direction, particularly Sue who trails behind and almost heads off in her own direction]
[flashback to Frankie trying to get a heavy travel cool box out of the car:]
Sue: Meet's canceled. Someone saw a bobcat on the trial.
[present:]
Frankie: I never meant it to happen. I was at church last Sunday praying for all the things you pray for: Haiti, Pakistan... And then cross-country just pops into my head. I tried to stop it, but it was too late. The message was already sent. And the next day, Sue comes in and says cross-country's gonna be cut. Oh, God. What kind of mother prays for something like that?