The Hot Shots: Prequel (Indiana Panthers Book 0) by K. M. Bishop

The Hot Shots: Prequel (Indiana Panthers Book 0) by K. M. Bishop

Author:K. M. Bishop [Bishop, K. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-15T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 3

Jacob

I closed the book and leaned back in my chair. It was getting late in the evening and I was tired, but I also felt like getting up and doing something. I’d been sitting in my desk chair in my bedroom for the past three hours, studying for an English examination. I felt that I was going to ace it with no problem.

Checking the time, I saw that it was almost seven-thirty. I decided it would be a good time to go for a jog. If I didn’t get some sort of physical exercise in after a long study session, I often found that my mind was much more tired than my body and I would not get any sleep.

I quickly put on my sweats and running shoes. Then I took off.

The evening was nice and peaceful. I decided to take my usual jogging route which took me off campus and out into the underlying community. It was nice to get away from school every now and then. The college experience could all too often put you into a weird little bubble as if the rest of the world did not actually exist. You were stifled in this little community. It felt kind of isolated, even though there were thousands of people there. But they were all your age doing the same thing day in and day out. It could mess with your mind a bit.

And tonight I needed to clear out some things. I’d been a bit off the past few weeks. Talking with Chance the other evening had helped and I was glad that I had decided to play on the football team after all. It had been very nerve racking trying to think what I wanted to do, but once I got out on the field, everything just fell into place.

I’d been thinking a lot about my dad recently. I missed him so much. We’d always been so close, the best of friends. He was the one person in the world who I could always count on no matter what. I knew that he would always be there to welcome me with open arms and an open heart.

And now he was gone.

Since then I’d felt totally alone in the world. It didn’t make sense since I had so many friends, I had my mom, and I had plenty of family that I saw regularly. It just didn’t feel the same. Everything in the world seemed to have less color than it once did. It was tough to explain to anyone who had never gone through it, but losing a parent, especially when you were twenty years old—that could make you feel like you were just floating along in the world with no anchor, nothing holding your feet to the ground.

That was how I felt all the time nowadays.

But I was trying to get past it. I knew it would take time. I firmly believed that time could heal anything, but how much time? That was the question that could never be answered.



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