Page 181 of High Stick Heartthrob


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“So this is interesting here,” he said. “I take it you two… how do I say this…”

“Yeah,” Hazel said. “We hooked up and I got pregnant.”

“It was a contest,” I said.

“A contest to get her pregnant?” Charles asked.

“No!” Hazel cried. “It was… it’s a story.”

“I feel like we both have stories to tell here,” Charles said. “I’m curious about this pregnancy. You’re curious about the pictures of your grandmother.”

“I wish I could have a drink for this now,” Hazel said.

“I’m a hockey player,” I said.

Charles snapped his fingers. “That’s where I know you from.”

“The owners of the team had a contest to win a date with a hockey player. I was the hockey player.”

“I was the winner,” Hazel said.

“And you got the grand prize,” Charles said, pointing to her stomach.

“Yes,” she said.

“So it’s a fun mess right now,” I said. “Hazel has been cleaning things out around her grandmother’s house…”

Hazel looked at me, eyes wide.

“What?” I whispered.

“We don’t know what he…”

Charles reached for Hazel’s left hand again. “Hey. Hazel. Look at me.”

She looked at Charles.

He nodded. “I know. I know she’s gone. I was actually at the funeral.”

“You were?”

“I kind of hid in the back. I had to see it for myself. To know my Evelyn was gone.”

“Your Evelyn…”

Charles took a deep breath. “Why do I feel like this is going to turn hard?”

“Can’t be worse than finding naked pictures of your grandmother, right?” I asked.

Charles chuckled.

Hazel touched her forehead.

“I really wish I could make this more comfortable,” Charles said. “But I guess I’ll just shut my mouth and talk, huh?”

“Yes, please,” Hazel said.”

“How do you shut your mouth and talk?” I asked.

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