Breakaway (Corrigan Falls Raiders) by Cate Cameron

Author:Cate Cameron [Cameron, Cate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Crush)
Published: 2017-08-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Logan

“I didn’t think about hockey for nine hours straight today,” I reported to my mother on Sunday night. “It was older kids coming to camp so they didn’t need me to help with the move-in, so I had the afternoon off and from noon until twenty minutes ago, not a single thought of hockey.”

“Do I want to know what you were doing to distract yourself?” she asked. There was a tone in her voice that let me know she knew of, or at least suspected, female involvement. And, yeah, I’d been with Dawn, but not doing anything mom-inappropriate.

“Horseback riding,” I said. “I never did it before and I don’t know if I’ll ever do it again, but I did it today. A trail ride. And then swimming. But in a different place than we normally swim, so—that’s exciting by Corrigan Falls standards.”

“Sounds lovely. I seem to recall you not enjoying swimming laps when you were supposed to be doing it for your physio, but I’m glad it’s more fun now. And who were you with for all this?” Dig, dig, investigate, snoop…

But I had it covered. “There were a bunch of us. Locals—I met a couple guys at the golf course early on, so I’ve been hanging around with them and their friends mostly.”

Ha. And now that I had my victory, I could afford to be a little benevolent. “But there is a girl I’m spending some time with. I was going to talk to Dad about making room for her in the plane for the trip home next week. She’s going to McGill in the fall, and I thought she might like a sneak peak at the city.”

“That sounds lovely. We’ll be happy to meet her. And you’ll be staying at our place?”

Yup, that was right on schedule. “Probably not. I mean, I’m paying rent on the apartment—seems like I should at least spend some time there.”

“Or else stop paying rent on it,” she suggested. I didn’t answer right away and then she said, “But, no. You’re right. You’re an independent young man—you have your own home and your own life. You don’t want to move backward, and there’s no need for it. You’re moving forward. And horseback riding! What color was your horse?”

And we kept going like that for a while, exchanging little bits of nothing, me letting her know I was okay, her letting me know she was there for me, and then my dad came on the phone.

My dad was a bit more difficult to deal with. My mom worried about me after I got hurt, but she didn’t really understand. She’d always had a love-hate relationship with hockey—loved the money and the excitement, hated the way her husband and only child obsessed about it. So the injury upset her because she loved me, but it upset my dad because he loved me and he loved hockey. He wasn’t nearly as good at the you’ll-find-something-else-to-care-about cheerleading as my mom was. But he tried, and I appreciated that.

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