Page 107 of Over the Line


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I take a step toward her—

My cell rings.

“Fuck,” I mutter, digging into my pocket, rejecting the call.

Taking another step toward her.

It immediately starts ringing again.

I yank it out, glance at the screen. My fucking mother—and I seriously don’t have patience for this shit. I reject it a second time.

Take one more step.

Ring!

Nova is watching me, her teeth pressing into her bottom lip. “Maybe you should take that?”

I reject it a third time.

Ring! Ring!

“Fuck,” I mutter. “Sorry, butterfly. I’ll just be a few minutes.”

“Take your time,” she whispers.

But I don’t miss the wide eyes, the concerned expression—concerned forme.Then I’m walking from the room, swiping at the screen, lifting my phone to my ear.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” my mother shrieks, practically loud enough to blow out my eardrums.

Jesus.

I pull my cell away. “Tell you what?”

“That you almost died!” she wails.

Did I miss something?

“What are you talking about?” I say. “I’m fine. I didn’t even play tonight.” No hits for her to worry about. No sticks or skates flying for my face.

“You weresnowed in!”

My temples are throbbing, and I close my eyes, hang my head. She’s calling about Snowmaggedon…after Snowmaggedon is over. Why is that so fucking typical?

I inhale, shake my head, and let it out. “The roads are clear and we got dumped on, but it was just a little snow—”

“Alittle!I just saw a report on the news and they said you got a full season’s snowfall over a few days! That’s not a little! Oh my God, did your power go out?”

“No—”

“Whatifyour power went out? You could have frozen to death. My baby boy, freezing to death in that empty house of his, all the way across the country from me.”

“I have a generator—”

“And what if your generator broke?” she moans. “Then you could havedied!”

Fucking hell.

“I’m fine. I had practice today—”

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