Chapter 25
MickyThe air grew crisper as the week progressed, and by Saturday, there were dire predictions of a rare, early winter blast. I never knew if I should take the weather fearmongers seriously since the local news stations seemed to love scaring the hell out of everybody with radar images scattered with wild colors. I didn't want anything to interfere with the day's plans.
I closed my laptop and stretched after a morning of working on presentations. I was determined to push any stress out of my mind and focus on having a good time. The light at the end of the tunnel for the day was knowing Nick would be picking me up at six to grab a bite to eat before going to the American Airlines Center for the Mavericks game.
Not only would I get to spend time with Nick, but his older sister
