The Deep End by Traci Hunter Abramson

Author:Traci Hunter Abramson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Covenant Communications, Inc.
Published: 2017-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

When she got out of the pool Saturday night, CJ glanced at her watch. Since Doug’s call earlier that day, she hadn’t heard anything about what had happened at the swim meet in LA, and she was beginning to think they must have scrubbed the operation. She figured that if anything serious had happened, Tara or Lacey would have told her. Maybe no one had shown up in LA looking for her after all.

After she had finished drying off, Pete handed her a notebook. “Put this in your kitchen. I want you to start writing down everything you eat so I can see if there are any changes we should make to your diet before the trials.”

“Okay, but I already eat pretty well,” CJ assured him.

“We’ll see,” Pete replied gruffly. He started toward the parking lot. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

CJ started to agree and then remembered what day it was. “But tomorrow’s Sunday.”

“So?”

“I don’t practice on Sundays,” CJ stated. “I’m sorry—it never occurred to me that you would plan a Sunday practice.”

“If you want to make the Olympics, you need to practice every day. You can’t afford to take any days off.”

“I’m sorry.” CJ shook her head. “I’m not trying to be disrespectful or lazy. It’s a religious thing.”

“Serious athletes don’t have time to be religious.”

“The Olympic trials are only seven weeks away. I don’t have time to stop being religious.” CJ picked up her bag, realizing for the first time that the intense training schedule Pete had planned was based on a seven-day week. “What if I put in extra practices on Friday, Saturday, and Monday? That way I’m still swimming the same number of yards you have planned each week.”

Pete studied her for a moment and then shook his head. “You’re serious about this.”

“Yeah, I am.”

“I don’t want you doing more than three practices a day. You’re already in the water for nine hours every day as it is.” Pete studied his clipboard for a minute and then looked back at CJ. “I’ll figure something out.”

“Thanks, Pete.” CJ let out a little sigh of relief.

“By the way, what religion are you?”

“Mormon.”

“I should have known.”

* * *

Matt climbed the stairs and turned down the hall to the room he had shared with his wife up until two weeks ago. Since he had been riding the bench for the past three days, he knew he shouldn’t be tired, but he was exhausted. He kept reminding himself that he and CJ had been separated before and that somehow everything always worked out. He could convince himself it was true until he got home and faced the empty condo.

Her favorite cookbook was still on the kitchen counter, and a pair of her sandals lay next to the door as though waiting to be worn. Matt wondered if it would be easier if her things weren’t there to remind him of her. Then he shook his head, realizing that nothing would make this separation easy.

Not knowing when they could be together again weighed heavily on his heart.

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