Free False Start (Love and Skate) by Lila Felix Page B

case in her shop and there was a chance they would be available in grocery stores as well.
                  “I’m so proud of you. That’s huge!”
                  “I know. Colt doesn’t approve. He called last night. I was so excited to tell him everything and he started yelling about me working too much already. He said when he comes home, I’m not even home half the time. I just don’t get it. This is what we always dreamed of. He knew that when we were kids. It’s not like he thought he was marrying a computer programmer and then I turned into an entrepreneur. There was no surprise. And honestly, what am I supposed to do, sit around and twiddle my thumbs until he gets home every two weeks?”
                  “Aww, I’m sorry. But he’s coming home this weekend. You’ll be all made up again in no time.”
                  She circled the rim of her coffee cup with her index finger, “I don’t know. We said some pretty awful things last night. And the last time he was in, he left a full week early because we were fighting so much. He said he’d rather be on a rig in the middle of the ocean than to be cooped up with me arguing.”
                  Tears were now pouring down her face.
                  “Why didn’t you tell me?”
                  She shrugged. Obviously this was her vice in our relationship. I didn’t talk to her about my scars and she didn’t tell me about her marital problems. She must not have told her mother either or else mine would know and my mom would’ve called me in a heartbeat.
                  “I’m sure when he comes home this time it will be different. It has to be. Y’all have been together forever. It’s just a bump in the road.”
                  She wiped her face and replaced the tears with a fake grin, “I hope so. It’s almost five. You need to eat something and get to practice.”
                  “I do. Do you want to spend the night?”
                  “No,” she cringed and I didn’t know what about. “Actually that’s another thing Colt and I have been arguing about. He says I’m too old to spend the night with my best friend every night. He’s just being an ass. But I’d better get home. I don’t want to fight with him anymore.”
                  “Ok.”
                  I didn’t know what else to say. I didn’t want to bad mouth my best friend’s husband no matter how much she did. But I also didn’t understand it one bit. How could you not want your spouse to be successful?
                  There was no point in arguing with myself over it. I showed her out, changed my clothes, and decided to grab something to eat on the way to practice.
                  “I Kilda Girl, you’re early.”
                  “Give me a break, Hellie. I was late one time in two years. Lay off.”
                  “I was just teasing with you. You’re dating one of the boys now. Get used to it. Speaking of which, how’d it go?”
                  I turned to her surprised, “He didn’t tell everyone?”
                  “Nope. He’s being all tight lipped about it, which is driving us to the point of insanity. I mean, we are a sharing is caring kind of family. The last time I had diarrhea, Reed was at my house with Imodium before I could even wipe. We tell each other everything.”
                  Then I began to get worried. Was he not telling them because he didn’t plan to see me again? Was the date so bad in his book that it wasn’t worth talking about? I’m sure most girls would be all self loathing, wondering what they did wrong, but that wasn’t me. I was pissed. That was one of the best dates I’ve ever had—and now he’d ruined it.
                  I took it out on myself though, not having