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Win a date with a hockey player?
I shook my head.
I felt bad in advance for the woman who was going to step into my world.
Chapter Two
HAZEL
I slowly liftedup to my toes on the wobbly step stool.
Believe me, the logical part of my brain begged me to stop and get a ladder, or wait for someone taller to help me.
But who? Huh? Who did I have in my life now? Huh?
So up on my toes I went, reaching for an old box on the top shelf in the dusty closet.
My fingertips swiped at the box.
I lost my balance.
The first thing I did was scream.
As though that was going to save me.
The step stool was no longer under my feet.
For a quick second I began to float in the air.
Then I realized my hands were clutched tight to the closet door frame.
All of this in the span of a split second before I fell to the floor.
I wasn’t even sure how I fell the way I did, but I managed to land on my left foot, bend my knee, and gently topple down to my butt.
I gasped for a breath and hoped nothing was secretly broken.
“Okay, I’m fine,” I said.
The box fell off the top shelf and hit the floor with a loud thud.
That scared the hell out of me. I screamed and threw a punch at the air.
My heart jumped into my throat.
The lid from the box landed a few feet away from the box itself.
Pictures spewed all over the bedroom floor.
The first picture I saw was of my grandmother and me.
At the ocean.
On the beach.
I was maybe eight years old.
Wearing a very unflattering bathing suit that was one piece with a large unicorn across my body.
