Hannah
Derek slides over the ice and attempts a hit but Will blocks him. I don’t know much about the sport but Will is pretty good. He moves fast and confidently. Will notices I am there and waves. The other players use his distraction and move past him. His coach shouts to get his s**t together and his teammates laugh.
I am sitting on the bench, watching the team’s practice because I am waiting for them to finish.
It still sounds like a joke in my head.
But many things have sounded unreal to me since I came here. The girlfriends of the others from the team glance occasionally at me but I just put my hoodie on and wait, as if that would make me invisible.
Then finish and Will skates to me.
“I am… what is the word - flattered you came to see me. “
“I am actually waiting for Der
