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He patted me on the back then said, “Then let’s get there.”
CHAPTER 14
All men are liars. Pick one that has a boat.
-Text from Hades to Caristonia
CARISTONIA
Darnell’s wife, Sweetie—yes, that was really her name. I finally found someone that gave their daughter an even weirder name than my father—was great.
And, at eight months pregnant, she moved around faster than I did.
What was even more fun was how much we both loved the Heinz Museum.
“If we leave now,” Sweetie said reluctantly, “we can get to the WAG box before everyone else gets there and takes all the good seats.”
My brows rose at her use of ‘WAG.’
“WAG?” I asked, trying to figure out what it was and failing. All I could think of was the dogs of the players getting their own seats in the box.
Her lips tipped up at the corner.
“Wives and girlfriends,” she answered as if she could hear my thoughts. “Nothing too weird. I’m not quite sure what you were thinking over there in that pretty head of yours, but it’s not quite that nefarious.”
I snickered. “I was thinking that the players brought their dogs, and if we didn’t get there early, we might be sharing all the good seats with the pets.”
“Darnell would freakin’ love if we could bring our dog. But alas, that’s not something the mean owner allows.” She narrowed her eyes. “Darnell tried to finagle the same deal that Slone and Titus have with our kid— sometimes we’ll need to have a sitter for him when we’re both working—but Kay laughed in Darnell’s face. I wanted to throat punch her when he told me.”
Sweetie was a travel nurse. She’d gotten started with the travel nurse life around three years ago, and has really enjoyed the life. It let her pick and choose where she wanted to go, and most of the time, if she wanted to, she could make Darnell’s game as long as she did some planning.
I lowered my voice so that only she could hear and said, “Is there a reason she’s so bitchy?”
Sweetie hooked her arm in mine and pulled me along.
Soon we were out the door and she was flagging down a cab.
That was another thing I never really experienced before Pittsburgh.
Cabs.
I’d seen them in movies, of course, but I’d never seen them in real life.
It was super cool walking out of the hotel and getting into a cab and not having to wait for a car to arrive.
We settled into our seats, and the familiar feeling of heaviness in my limbs caused me to groan.
“I’m about to…”
I didn’t get to finish my sentence.
When I woke next I was being wheeled into the stadium in a wheelchair.
My head popped up almost as if I’d been electrocuted.
“You’re okay,” Sweetie said. “I’m glad that you told me before we got started today, though,” she murmured. “You want to ditch this wheelchair?”
I did.
