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“I’ve been better,” I sigh.
“What happened?” Brett asks angrily. He’s a big guy and I can just picture his angry expression. “Do I need to drive to Jersey and beat the shit out of Nathan?”
He’s also a hockey player that may get into one too many fights.
“I left him,” I say.
“Shit,” he says.
“I moved out of his place. Asher and I are about ten minutes away from you,” I say to my brother. His team just won the Stanley Cup last week, so he is in the off season right now.
“Um what?” he asks confused.
“I moved out of Nathan’s we have nowhere to go,” I say because why try to sugar coat?
Brett hisses and is muttering profanities under his breath.
“I’m not home. I went for lunch with some of the guys,” he says.
“Does Kaleb have an extra key?” I ask.
“Yeah, let me get a hold of him. I also need to let management know you’re staying for a prolonged amount of time. You’ll need a parking spot in the underground. You and Asher can have your own rooms.”
“Brett you’re the best.”
“Tell me something I don’t know,” he snickers. “Let me get a hold of Kaleb and I’ll let security know to let you in the building.”
“You’re a lifesaver,” I say to him.
“Some advanced notice would’ve been nice,” he says and he’s right.
“Sorry. We won’t get in the way,” I assure my brother. “I’ll get a job and put Asher in camp or something.”
“Ahuh,” he says.
When I got pregnant, I dropped out of college. Not that I knew what I wanted to be. Then after Asher was born, I started culinary school but it was too much with taking care of a newborn so I dropped out. I’ve been cooking and baking most of my life. My mom is the best cook on the planet and I always loved spending time with her in the kitchen. I can make delicious food, but most places want to see a degree to hire you as a chef.
“I’ll call you back. Just head on over,” he says.
“Thanks Brett.”
“Mhmm.”
My brother has the softest warmest heart.
I finally pull up to his building. Security is expecting me so when I press the button on the intercom for the underground parking garage the security guard lets me through. I also ask him about a dollie and he says he will come down to the garage to bring it to me.
When I park the car the security guard is waiting at the door of the parking garage .
I walk over to him. “Thanks so much for meeting me down here,” I say to him. “I’m Maddie by the way and this is my son Asher.”
“Nice to meet you both. I’m Sheridan,” he says. “I can help you unload the car.”
“Thanks, but I can handle it on my own.,” I assure. “I packed it up.”
“It’s really not a problem. I don’t mind helping. I’m a big fan of your brother,” he insists.
“Thanks Sheridan,” I smile. He looks to be in his mid-forties and is very kind.
