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Taking the stairs down, she reached the bottom and made her way to her mom and dad.
“What’s wrong?” Birdie said, moving them to the side between the stands.
“It’s the most wonderful thing, Birdie! The medical bills are all paid. We just received a statement, and we don’t owe anything now. We had to come and tell you.”
Her father was beaming and Meadow crying. They grabbed Birdie and hugged her.
“Can you believe it? The statement said we’d overpaid, and there wasn’t any more owing,” her father said. “See, little bird, the universe has provided.”
That couldn’t be right. Birdie knew down to the last dollar how much they’d had left to pay on those bills, and it was a lot. No way had they overpaid.
“That’s not possible,” she whispered.
“Show her, Hamish. You know what she’s like. Unless our little bird has the evidence, she’s a doubting Thomas.”
Her father pulled a piece of paper out of his back pocket and handed it to her. It certainly looked like a hospital statement, and the balance down the bottom was all zeros.
“I don’t understand this. There has to be a mix-up.”
The sound of raised voices finally penetrated her disbelief, and she swung to look at the players. Sawyer and Beau Keller were chest to chest, yelling at each other.
“She’s gone pale, Meadow,” Birdie heard her father say. “She needs to sit before she falls.”
“I won’t fall. It’s just a surprise.” She let her parents nudge her back into a seat. She just needed a moment to process what they’d said.
Could it really be true that their medical bills were paid in full?
Chapter30
“He is not safe!” Beau roared.
“Umpire has the final say, assface,” Sawyer said, inches from Beau Keller’s face.
“Watch it, shithead,” Beau growled back at him.
“We’re playing here. Save your catfight for later!”
They both turned and found Cill’s usually peace-loving husband, Jed, standing with his hands on his skinny hips, eyeballing them.
“Didn’t expect him to raise his voice,” Beau muttered.
“Hell of a shock,” Sawyer said, backing away from Beau.
“He’s lacking sleep!” Cill called down from her seat in the stands.
Sawyer looked for Birdie but couldn’t see her, but as Brody was next up, he focused on getting home.
He loved game day. Loved baseball. He’d left Birdie’s bed early this morning and grabbed some sleep, and now he was doing what he enjoyed after spending time with the woman he l—
“No way,” he whispered.
“You’re talking to yourself, shithead. First signs of old age,” Beau said.
Sawyer raised a middle finger. “We’re the same age, assface.”
He didn’t love her. Sawyer wasn’t capable of love anymore and never wanted to go there again.
His eyes searched for Birdie again as his brother swung and missed, but she wasn’t where she’d been, up in the stands next to Nina and Cill.
