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“I used to. Back home, when I had a kitchen to cook in.” She laughs. “It’s a little different now that I’m in a dorm.”
“I think I remember Marc saying that you are from northern California?” my dad asks my girl.
“That’s right.”
“Your parents must be dying with you being so far away,” Mary says as my heart begins to race.
“Mom!” Marc objects.
“Mary!” I protest at the same time.
I cannot believe she just said that. I glance over at Marc to see that he’s wearing the same mortified expression as I no doubt am right now.
Logan’s face is blank as I reach my hand to her thigh and rest it there, holding her. I look down at my plate while shaking my head, wishing we could just erase the last ten seconds.
“What?” Mary asks, confused.
“It’s okay,” Logan tells me as she squeezes my hand that’s resting on her leg. “Actually, my parents aren’t around anymore. They’ve both passed away.” My mouth drops in shock that she’s being so open with my parents.
Mary closes her eyes and rests her head in her hands, trying to cover her regretful expression.
My dad looks from Logan to me and back again. His expression softens as he looks at my girl.
“I am so sorry, Logan. I cannot believe I just said that,” Mary says, full of remorse.
Logan lets out a little laugh, instantly washing the room with relief. “Don’t even worry about it.”
My dad is looking at Logan with the same impressed and proud expression I have on my face.
“This pot roast is so good,” Logan adds before taking another bite.
I squeeze her leg again, letting her know how proud of her I am, as Marc nudges her with his shoulder, silently saying the same thing.
The rest of dinner is filled with much more light-hearted topics—mostly grad school talk and questions about my upcoming game schedule.
“You guys have a lot of travel coming up,” my dad mentions as Logan keeps her eyes locked on her plate. I hadn’t told her yet that most of this month would be spent on the road, starting this week. “You’re leaving on Monday again?” he asks.
“Yeah, which means we’ll be playing at home most of November,” I clarify, hoping to reassure Logan.
When Mary stands to start clearing the table, Logan stands with her, taking my empty plate along with her own.
“I got it.” I take the plates from her hands, placing a kiss on her temple before she retakes her seat next to Marc, with my dad still sitting across at the table.
“So, Logan...” he begins, my ears perking up. I’m across the kitchen, putting the dishes into the sink, but I can still hear every word he says. “What are your plans for Thanksgiving?”
“Oh, that’s a great idea, Jack!” Mary exclaims as she walks back behind my dad’s chair, putting her hands on his shoulders.
“Um...I don’t know. I haven’t really thought about it,” Logan tells my parents.
“If you’re free, we would love for you to come to Indiana with the boys. We do a big Thanksgiving celebration, and all of the family comes to town,” my dad says. “Plus, it’s Marc’s birthday.”
Logan looks to me, standing in the kitchen, then back to Marc, who is sitting beside her.
“I was going to invite you,” Marc tells her. “I just kind of figured you would be coming along.”
She looks back to me as I quickly nod my head in approval. I would love to have Logan back in my hometown, around all my cousins. Though I already know, I’m going to have to fight some of them off. I only have male cousins, and they’re going to go crazy having a cute girl around for the weekend.
“That sounds great. I would love that,” she says to my parents with a huge smile across her face.
