are already tender from the game, and you know what? You"re a
professional goddamned athlete and you can take a day off. Now sit
down and finish your breakfast.”
Xander rubbed his face with his hands and tried to get a handle on
the situation. “Andi, I"m fi—”
And now he had her full attention. “Don"t lie to me, Xander.
You"re not fine. You and Chris have been spouting all sorts of bullshit
about „nature of the game" and „we should have expected this sooner or
later" but you donotlive with someone for what? Twelve years? And
then just wake up with them living a thousand miles away and befine,
okay?”
Xander sat down abruptly. Chris was in a strange place, with
people who didn"t know what he"d lost. How fine was he?
“I"m gonna go call him,” Xander said roughly now. “He"s usually
up by now.” He went to stand up again, and Penny brought him the
handset and patted his shoulder, then walked back up the stairs to her
own room.
Xander was in the room, alone with Andi and Jed. Uh-oh.
“You know, Penny,” he called, “you"re a grown-up now! You
don"t have to leave the room just because—”
“Shush, Xander,” Andi said softly, a smile on her face. “She left
the room for us, not you. We like to think she"s still a little girl, even
when we know different.”
“I"ll be fine,” he said abruptly, staring past the two of them through
the large bay window that overlooked the lake. It was actually a pretty
bleak view, even in the winter when the grass was green. In the summer
there was the high contrast—blue sky, blue-green water, yellow hills,
green oak trees—but now? Everything was a varying shade of
swampwater. Under the murky sky, even the bright green grass was
muted. The lake was a shifting glitter of tarnished gray. Xander had