Chapter 10
By three in the afternoon, the morning’s glow had faded to a dull sheen that gleamed in Matt’s memory as if it had happened last week sometime, or a few days back, or even in a dream. The day had ground down around him, taking the shine off the moment and giving Matt a nagging headache—he wanted nothing more than to call it quits, head home, and lie on the sofa in the dark until Vic arrived. No reporters lingered in the gym’s lobby today, but two instructors had canceled classes at the last minute, and if one more mother asked him when he’d get around to creating a swim team for kids, he’d scream. He had enough on his plate as it was, managing the pool and coaching the adults’ swim team. Couldn’t they see he was short staffed? For Christ’s sake, he was only one man.
When the
