On Saturday morning, I go for a run on the track. It's cold, but not as cold as it was earlier in the week. And the snow that fell has already melted. I'm feeling anxious about tonight, like maybe I shouldn't be going to this thing. People will be staring at me, wondering why someone like me is even there. Thinking about it makes me even more anxious, and I have to do sprints to burn off my nervous energy.
"Jessica." Dominic was walking toward the track wearing sweats and carrying his duffle bag. He looks much more awake now.
I ran over to him. "Hi. Going to practice?"
"Yeah. But I saw you here and had to make a detour." He kisses me. "Sorry I was so out of it last night."
"It's okay. I know it's been a busy week."
"I slept in, so I'm all rested up for tonight. I usually hate these th
