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“Everything is alright, mom!” I say, trying to calm her down and forcing myself to sound calm at the same time.
“Harvey is amazing, just like you said he would be!”
“Okay,” she says slowly. “What are you doing today?”
Her question makes me pause because I realize I have no idea what I’m doing.
“I don’t know,” I answer truthfully. “Harvey is in isolation with the other players, and Parker is busy covering their training sessions and doing interviews. Harvey told me to hang out with the wives of the players, but I don’t know anyone!”
“Oh, don’t be silly, hon!” mom says with nonchalance typical of her. “You will be the wife of a player soon, won’t you?”
“Mom!” I yell without thinking, then continue in a softer tone. “I mean, I don’t know!”
“Yes, honey. You will marry this man. I just know it!” She says it with the firm conviction of a fortune teller. “Anyway, go mingle with the girls; it’ll be fun!”
I sigh, utterly defeated. Mom has her way of convincing me to do just about anything.
“Okay, mom. I will try!” I say with a forced smile. “Want me to bring you anything from California?”
“How about a grandson?” she jokes, and it causes me to snort so heavily I’m forced to hang up the phone.
At least I know she will be thrilled about the news.
It’s almost midday, so they must be gathering for the famed luncheon Harvey told me about. I decide to go downstairs to the hotel restaurant and search for the biggest table full of talkative women and kids, conversing animatedly.
“Are you gals the players’ missus?” I say jokingly, hoping to fish out a laugh.
The woman I approach — a dark haired lady accompanied by an adorable little boy — smiles broadly and says “We are! You must be the new girl. Find a seat somewhere, and welcome!”
I bring a finger to my lips and peruse the table, finding no chairs available. Noticing it, the woman I first spoke to signals a waiter for him to bring me a chair.
“What is your name?” she asks, very interested.
“Elsa! How about yours?” I reply with the same intent.
“Lucy!” she says.
The chair arrives and they position me right beside Lucy. Right after, plates, cutlery, and a menu come.
“You are married to Baker, right?” Lucy asks me, making me beet red.
“Oh no, we’re not married!” I put my hands in front of me. “We’re just dating!”
“Don’t you know Baker, Lucy?” A blond, and very pregnant woman sitting to my right says. “A different girl each championship!”
I frown hard. “A different girl each championship, huh?”
“I’m sure this time is different!” She puts a hand on my shoulder and then proceeds to cackle like a maniac.
“So, whom are you two married to?” I ask, desperately trying to change the subject.
“Blackrock, first defensemen,” Lucy says, with a huge grin. “This little guy is our Frankie!”
“Hi!” Frankie says over his plate of meatballs.
I wave back to the kid, thinking I better get used to them now that I’m expecting.
“I’m Mary Johnson, married to James Johnson, goalie,” another blond introduces herself and her absent husband.
