He slows when we make eye contact, taking a couple half- steps before stopping a few feet away. I texted him that we should talk, but I didn’t expect I stop after a stutter-step, hands clenching into fists in my pockets. I take one last deep breath, so cold it hurts the inside of my nose, and let it out in a slow sigh before standing up.Ĭauler’s heading down the dock toward me. How the third on the end of my name has me measure up to the ones before me. Six months to let go of everyone’s expectations and figure out who I’m going to be. I sit in the quiet for another few minutes, head tilted back, breathing in the fresh, cold air. You’re gonna give me the details later, right?” “I’m taking a solo lunch right now, so I’ll work on that. “I’m about to have this serious talk with Cauler and I need, like, cute penguin pictures on standby if it goes bad.
She breathes heavy like she’s walking fast. “Can you do something for me?” We snap often enough that Iĭon’t feel bad about skipping the pleasantries. “Hey, Nova.” My voice is rough from all the crying I’ve been doing lately. “Hey!” Nova sounds so bright and cheery, for a second I forget why I was even calling her. She’s busy and has her life together and probably isn’t gonna answer, but. Ones that put me second, or even lower sometimes, can’t get past my size. Most rankings still have me at number one, but they’re all sure to point out it’s a close call and the only thing putting me over Cauler is my availability next season. Thought it’d be different for me, being under heavier scrutiny or whatever. Sure, he’s supported my sisters from the start, but I I didn’t outright confirm it, but I didn’t deny it, either. I’m surprised Dad didn’t make a bigger deal about it. Six months to figure out the rest of my life.
Mom and Dad said I have time, but really all I have is till the Draft Combine in June.
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