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“No, Kris, we should split the bill,” Leia says.
“Why? I ate mine and yours. It’s only fair I cover the bill.”
“I’ll take care of the tip if you are okay with that,” Riley says, and I nod in agreement.
“Thanks ladies, I appreciate you both,” Leia says, stifling another yawn.
“Come on, let’s get you back to your car so you can go home and get some sleep,” I tell her as I take in the dark circles around her eyes.
We walk outside the restaurant and begin the walk back to the hospital parking lot.
“Thank you again ladies, for coming to eat with me. Be safe driving home, Leia.”
“I will. I’ll call you both later. Love you all,” she says, getting into her car.
I wave as they both drive off, then walk to mine, before heading home.
I moved to a one-bedroom apartment when I started working as a physical therapist. Dad said I could stay in our home for as long as I wanted, but since mom passed away before my senior year, it hasn’t really felt like home.
I pull into my apartment complex and make my way inside. I quickly jump in the shower, washing up. Now that the excitement from Emily’s delivery has died down and my stomach is full, I can feel the exhaustion creeping in.
I dry off and climb into the bed, allowing sleep to pull me in.
CHAPTER3
WILL
Two months later
“The Hummingbirds have offered Will Anderson a five-year contract extension, with the biggest payout to date for quarterbacks. He will be the highest paid quarterback in the league. I can see big things coming from the Hummingbirds this season,” ESPN Sports News says.
“Anderson,” Coach calls out from the sideline.
“Yes, Coach,” I say as I jog over to him.
“I want McHenry to play the start in the preseason games,” Coach Jacks tells me.
I look at him with confusion.
“I want him to experience the pressure of the field, gain the knowledge of how the NFL differs from college, and just get comfortable before the season starts. Since it’s preseason, it won’t matter if we win or lose, I want to give him some field time.”
“I’m okay with that, Coach. It will definitely make the other teams, and the rumors run rampant with confusion,” I tell him chuckling.
“Exactly,” he says with his own smirk. “How do you think the kid is doing?”
“He’s come a long way in the two months we have been working together. I’ll know more when I see him play in a game.”
“Agreed.”
“Is the team ready for the Cure for Children’s Cancer Charity event tonight?” Coach asks.
“As we are every year. We have explained to the new guys what’s expected. I’m hoping we can exceed our goal as we did last year,” I tell him.
“Agreed. This is the only Charity event I don’t mind going to,” Coach says, and I nod in agreement.
I look over at Coach Jacks and know he is thinking about his daughter. He lost his daughter to cancer when she was eleven. It was a devastating time for him, and he has since been a big advocate for Children’s Cancer research. The team has made it our mission to help and support where we can.
This year we are raffling off a date with a player, season tickets in one of our luxury executive suites, and one weekend of yard cleanup. Our goal this year is to raise half a million, but I'm hopeful that we can double that and reach at least a million dollars.
