Page 45 of Changing the Game


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Carys:I miss you.

Coop:Miss you too.

* * *

Coop:I hit a target today from a thousand meters. Undetected.

Carys:That’s incredible. What does that mean?

Coop:It puts me one step closer to my ultimate goal.

Carys:And that would be?

Coop:I want to be a Tier 1 operator. I want to be the best of the best.

Carys:Does a higher tier equal more danger?

Coop:Not necessarily. It’s why we always train. To be ready for anything.

Carys:Please be safe.

Coop:Always.

* * *

Carys:I got a B in Calc. Feels like an A. LOL. So freaking excited to be done with math.

I wait for Coop’s response, but it doesn’t come.

Even hours later, there’s no answer.

Carys:Miss you.

I try not to let his silence bother me. Logically, I know he’s busy, and there’ll be times he can’t answer me, but the girl who’s loved him from afar for years, without any inkling of him returning my feelings, still worries that he doesn’t feel the same.

* * *

The ringing of my phone cuts off the music playing in my AirPods Saturday morning while I work on a five-mile run. I pull it out of the pocket of my leggings and stop running. My heart does a little dance when I see it’s an incoming FaceTime from Cooper. “Hey, handsome.”

“You okay, Carys? You’re all red.” He scratches the scruff that’s getting out of control on his face.

“Just running.” I take a deep breath. “It’s hotter outside than I thought, and I’m finishing up five miles. Is everything okay? You went radio silent there for a few days.”

He winces. “Sorry, baby. We’ve been in the field.”

I try to slow my racing heart. “Don’t apologize, Coop. I get it. What were you guys doing?” The look on his face tells me right away that he can’t talk about it. “Don’t worry about it.”

“You’re heading back to Kroydon Hills soon, right?”

“Yeah. I can’t wait to see everyone. Do you think you’re going to make it?” I practically hold my breath, waiting for his answer, desperate to see him again.

“I think so.” A siren sounds in the background, and Cooper’s shoulders sag. “I’ve got to go. Talk soon.”

“Be safe, Cooper.”

The call ends, and I say a silent prayer.

I never knewwhat a bitch time could be. That it could fly by and yet drag on simultaneously. I ended up adding a design class to my summer schedule, upping my class total to three for the month of June. It’s better to get them out of the way now while I don’t have anything else going on.

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