Along Comes Trouble by Abby Brooks

Author:Abby Brooks [Brooks, Abby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little Bird Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-11-11T00:00:00+00:00

COLTON

T essa pulls on a heavy winter jacket and finishes the last of what looks to be a Long Island. I wrap an arm around her shoulder and wave at my sister and her friends before leading Tessa outside. She wobbles a little as she walks. “How many drinks did you have?” I ask .

“Just two.” She grins at me. “But I probably should have stopped at one .”

I pull open the passenger door to my truck and help her in. It’s not like Tessa to have more than one drink when she knows she has to drive, but she’s relaxed her hold on the rules lately. “You didn’t have to leave your friends .”

“I know. But I want to see whatever it is you have to show me .”

When I drove by Smitty’s on my way home and didn’t see Tessa’s car, I had to check on her, especially knowing what I know about Sarah. As soon as I saw Tess sitting at that table, I knew I couldn’t wait to share my news with her. It was rude of me, selfish even, to pull her away from my sister, especially with Michelle and her friends there. But I couldn’t help myself. I haven’t been this excited about something in so long, and it’s all because of Tessa. All of it. I wouldn’t have done what I did if it wasn’t for this woman .

“Where we going?” she asks when I climb into the driver’s seat .

“It’s a surprise .”

The moon hangs low and full in the night sky, a beacon of silver light in front of the truck. I navigate the streets of Brookside by memory, my body acting on instinct. It’s not a long drive from Smitty’s to the high school, and when I pull up in front of the Thunderhawks stadium and kill the engine, Tessa turns to me, looking adorably confused. The lights are on, illuminating the field. I reach into the backseat of the truck and grab a football .

“Play with me,” I say. My news is on the tip of my tongue but for some reason, I can’t quite bring myself to let it out. Speaking it will make it real, will make it terrifying, and as much as I want to share it with Tessa, it still feels special. Sacred. A glimmer of hope untainted by harsh reality .

Tessa pushes open the passenger door. “I promise you, I’m even worse at football than I am at darts .”

“That’s fine. The good news is that I’m even better at football than I am at darts. I’ll have you throwing like a pro in no time .”

We hop out of the truck and head toward the field. Tessa pauses before we step onto the grass. “Are we even allowed in there? Isn’t this trespassing ?”

“Come on, Blue Eyes. You worry too much.” I drag her onto the field that still, to this day, feels like home. The heels of her boots sink into the sod and she laughs as she stumbles, trying to find purchase .

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