Chapter 7: Tuesday
Brian
The day dragged, but Brian didn’t mind. He wasn’t looking forward to practice and facing his coach. He’d waited up for Jake and his uncle had performed one of the very few walks of shame he’d known him to do at just after three A.M. Yet Jake was up and making breakfast for them at seven.
The thought of Jake behind the stove made Brian smile. His uncle had seemed genuinely happy. Younger even. Even though the faintest sign of bags lined his eyes, he looked lighter than Brian recalled for many years. He kicked at dirt as he made his way to the locker room. He was in no rush to get to practice and if he was a bit late, he might even avoid having to talk to Oliver altogether.
Brian had tried to catch him during the day, but their paths never crossed except during t
