FULL SKATER MODE
Tyler
When I have a bad game, I’m itching to hit the ice again. To prove myself. Do it all over. Show the team and myself that I can play and play well.
Later that evening, I’m crawling out of my skin. I’m antsy and aching as I clean up, as I read to the kids, as I make sure they brush their teeth, then tuck them in.
Because as I do all this—these daily chores, these wonderful daily chores—they’re my reminder.
This is my life.
These two people.
The second they’re asleep, I pad downstairs and knock on Sabrina’s door. But all I hear is a faint meow. No shuffling of feet. NoI’ll be right there. Just a plaintive little cry from a kitten.
Guilt and frustration climb my throat as I open the door to the garage, already dreading what I’ll find.
My heart sinks when I spot her side empty, her little orange car gone.
She left.
Because she’s not on duty tonight.
Because I stupidly, foolishly assumed she’d want to hang out with the kids and me.
This is her job though. And I need to treat her with some fucking respect. I can’t take advantage of whateverthiswas.
I can’t take advantage of her. I trudge upstairs and open a text.
Tyler: Hey. Let me know when you’re home so we can talk.
A few minutes later, a reply arrives.
Sabrina: Of course.
No exclamation points. No warmth. Well, it’s not like I deserve them.
I settle onto the couch and put on a rerun ofTacoma FD, one of the funniest shows I’ve ever seen.
It’s funny all right.
But I don’t laugh.
When the garage finally opens again, I sit up straight, like a dog waiting for its owner.
Do I go downstairs right away? Or do I give her time?
Ah, fuck it. It’s late.
I count to sixty, then head down. Best to deal with things stat.
I knock. She opens the door a smidge, and I still can’t get a read on her.
“Can I come in?”
“Of course,” she says, opening the door all the way. And that’s when I spot Olive, curled up in her arms. A tiny, purring calico shield.
Or maybe not. Maybe this isn’t a shield at all. Maybe this is just business as usual for her as she plays with a kitten.