Ten.Two Thousand, One Hundred & Forty-Six
Friday.
I know I’m not sticking to my routine. I tell her I’ve just had a bad week. I don’t want to be a scrooge today. I’ll just keep it to myself.
Toilets cleaned. Floor mopped. Tables wiped down. Morning sun through the windows. All my thoughts a running a tape.
The audacity.
No more excuses. I did it. I know it can be done. I know they can do it too.
Something about the look on her face this week.
He looks so tall and lean in the all black. I can see in his eyes how much he wishes he could play. There’s always next week.
17-14. What. a. game.
They won it for their coach. You can just tell. That was all about playing for someone they love.
I’m doing the right thing.
