Page 153 of Faking the Pass
Practices.She must have done it one day when I was working with the team.
But how long ago? How long had she known she was going to divorce me?
Or maybe… maybe she’d done it while I was off planning some romantic surprise for her.
While I’d been busy falling in love, Rosie had been plotting her escape.
“I didn’t have them drawn up,” she finally said. “Randy did.”
“Randy,” I repeated, the name tasting nasty on my tongue. “And when did you start talking to Randy again… about divorcingme?”
Fiery jealousy burned my gut. It felt like I’d eaten a bowl full of raw ghost peppers.
Rosie shook her head, blinking rapidly.
“It doesn’t matter. What matters is, it’s time. Our marriage served its purpose. It’s time we both move on. It’s for the best.”
“You can go back to the team,” she said. “You can break that record you’ve wanted your whole life. You won’t have any distractions as you make your comeback and prepare for the playoffs.”
I could hardly believe what I was hearing. Did Rosie think she was doing me some kind of favor here?
“I’m sorry that you’ll have to find another decoy to keep the unwanted female attention away, but I’m sure you’ll have no trouble.”
She gave me a sad smile. “And I’m going to do another movie.”
“With Randy?” I asked.
She nodded.
“You sold us out… to do another movie with Randy,” I said bitterly. “Are you going to move in with him again, too?”
Her eyelids flared, but she didn’t deny it. “I don’t know.”
I pointed toward the empty judge’s bench.
“You heard what she said, didn’t you? That you were just one of God knows how many women he’s lied to about his ‘love.’”
She nodded.
“I know. I don’t love him,” she whispered. “And I know he doesn’t love me.”
“So, it’s just about your career then,” I said.
“I don’t…” she stopped then started again. “I can’t talk about it. I just hope… I hope someday that maybe you and I can be friends again.”
If I hadn’t been so devastated, I might have laughed.
“Let me tell you something, Starfish,” I snarled. “I haveneverfelt like just your ‘friend.’ Not back in high school and not now. The reason I couldn’t let any of my friends date you was that even back then, I knew you were the one. It scared the shit outof me. I wasn’t even close to being ready to feel that way about someone, but I did. I always have.”
I reached out for her left hand, which clutched the rings she should be wearing.
“I still do.”
Chapter 37
Home
Rosie
