nne

unnaturally clear. I placed the signed divorce agreem

own outfits, my laptop, and my personal effects.

lawyer: I signed.

rack and stood there for a long time, watching the gentle rise and fall of her

ng home from a home game win, still in his half-gear, smelling like ice and sweat, lifting her up so hig

s all

, but I knew I couldn't turn b

he'd worked for the Carlisle family for decades, had watch

I prepare breakfast for you?" she as

er the envelope. "Please make sure Blak

fusion as she glanced from the envelope to the suitca

I said calmly, offering no further ex

idn't press. "Very good, ma'am. I'll l

d "home" for five years. Then, without a shre

ion in the mirrored walls. I looked pale, but

flight to Boston. As the plane lifted off, I watched the New Y

, Mrs.

ke

orning. A few drinks with Dayna and so

. I didn't think much of it, heading straight for t

h a call, nagging me about a commercia

ind Mrs. Hayes tidying the li

bed my temples.

iness and would be there for a while," Mrs. Hayes reported. Then she ha

ss. I figured it was a shopping list or so

rang. It was Dayna. Her voice was sweet

perfect. Though TMZ already got us. 'Family dinner with rumor

just d

break down your PK. My producer wants me to say you looked soft la

wasn'

e in Boston, you know that. You were thinking about some

on't worry, I'll tell them you were saving all your intensity for where it counts. You alway

not. I'll

velope. I tossed it onto the console table by t

" she said, soft.

ed the manila envelope on the console table as my eyes swept past it - my mind was already on the ice,

at the console. "Sir, the envelope on the ta

oss it or keep it wherever, I don't c

y keys and