Chapter 15

“How’s the foot?” I asked him.

He shrugged. “It’s okay.”

“I see you’ve got a different boot now. Any easier to walk with it?”

“A bit.”

I was saved from having to pry more conversation out of him by Grace, who held up her arms and blew a raspberry. I hunkered down to almost her level and blew a raspberry back at her, which made her laugh. “You remembered Uncle Mike then?” I unfastened her from her baby carrier and lifted her aloft.

Facing Cory again, I asked, “What you reckon are the Lightning’s chances today?”

Cory shrugged. “Dunno.”

Sighing, and knowing I had to address the elephant in the room, or rather on the side-lines, I said, “I’m sorry about what Em did. I love my twin but she doesn’t know when she’s on to a good thing and to stick with it.”

“You think I’m a good thing?” Did Cory crack a smile?

“A lot better than the ones who’ve come after you.”

His smile increased.

“Not that that would be difficult.”