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On the ice, the bench cleared, everyone hurrying to celebrate with Jago.
The fans were crazy as hell too.
The team officially snapped their losing streak.
Well, they officially snapped it when they tied the game and got a point for that, but this was considered a win…
A sudden emptiness hit me as I looked around the apartment.
An hour later came the invite from Rome, telling me to meet them for drinks.
When I didn’t reply to him, Henry texted.
Then Sebastian. Ordering me to come out.
He was the leader of the team.
I gave my phone the middle finger and silenced it.
I dozed off on the couch thinking about Anna instead of hockey.
Wondering if we were meeting up to argue… or if we were sneaking out on a date…
When she toldme to pick the place - and to keep it low key - I had no idea what that meant. As she said, we wereoff the clock. We were not doctor and patient. She was not showing up as my therapist to talk about why I was so angry all the time or why I put some guy through a window.
Which meant anything was on the table.
Or on the bar.
I got there early and was halfway done with a beer when Anna walked in.
This place was a dive bar.
Meant for watching sports and drinking away something that broke your heart thirty years ago.
It served the clientele well.
I could sit, drink, think, and not be bothered by anyone.
Except for an old guy they all calledMackbecause he used to drive a truck for a living.
He would occasionally run his mouth and someone would give him a smack to shut him up.
I feared if I hit the old man, I’d kill him.
I looked across the bar and saw Anna and felt my hand tighten around my glass.
I swallowed hard.
My eyes and brain fucked with me.
I kept seeing Anna now and Anna then.
Images and memories flashing like crazy.
Anna now, wearing black jeans and a gray shirt that held every curve of her body in a way that screamedwoman.Anna then, her hair damp and frizzy from the ocean and the breeze, standing at the very edge of a slippery rock, in a dark pink bikini, arms open, pretending she was flying across the ocean.
“You okay, big guy?”
