I wonder if Tyler still watches them.
I don’t know.
But Chad clearly does, since he leaves a comment that evening.
Good job, Sabrina.
Maybe if he’d done this a while ago, I’d have cursed, spat, or sent a millionCan you believe this?screenshots to my friends.
Instead, I just delete his words.
And I make another appointment to see Elena. But how to handle Tyler isn’t so easy. I don’t know what I’ll say to him or if I’m ready to open my heart to hurt again.
And I don’t know when I will be.
47
LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT
Tyler
“A dog walk?” I ask my mother on the phone when she calls after morning skate on Saturday.
“Yes, that thing where you put leashes on pooches and they bark at every other dog that dares to pass by.”
I heave a sigh as I trudge down the corridor toward the players’ lot, a few paces behind my brother. “I know what a dog walk is.”
“Are you sure? You seemed confused.”
“Because you don’t usually call me to join you on a dog walk.”
“Do you have something against dogs?”
“Mom. No. Obviously,” I say, exasperated, even though it’s only been a short call.
“And you’re free today since Elle has the kids,” she adds.
My mother knows everything. Is she a superhero? Well, probably. “She has them all weekend,” I admit.
“Perfect. Then your brother knows where to meet me.”
“Miles knows?”
As if on cue, Miles spins around and flashes me a smile and a thumbs-up.
I groan as I near the door. “Why do I have the feeling I’m walking into an ambush?”
My mother laughs. “Sweetheart, you’re the one who reached out to us on Saturday.”
“And we never met for lunch,” I point out with a grumble, because I’m feeling grumbly.
“Because you cancelled,” she says, matter-of-factly.
Right. Because what was the point? I’d originally planned to meet with them to talk about next steps with Sabrina, and, well, those became clear as day. “So you changed it to a dog walk?”
I’m pushing back because I know my mom. The woman is always ten steps ahead of me.
“Yes. Charlie has to work, but like I said, your brother knows where to meet me. Bye!”