Chapter 22
Nick
As I dressed for the game on Sunday, I couldn't have been more distracted. It was a good thing for muscle memory because I floated through the pregame warmup and barely remembered stretching or shooting lay-ups. I just kept thinking about becoming a father. What would that mean for me?
There was no way in hell I was letting any child of mine grow up without knowing me, but how would it work if Eden lived in Austin, and I was in Fresno, or on the road eight months out of the year?
Maybe I could get an apartment in Austin, spend time there during the off-season. Fortunately, that was during the summer so when he got old enough to go to school maybe I could have him most of that time. It wouldn’t be enough, but it was all I could offer, especially if his mother didn’t want
