“I walked a lot farther than that in a snowstorm to get to the barn,” he said. “I suppose I can make it across a gymnasium for my granddaughter.”
I didn’t tell Travis that night.
I want to be honest about that too.
I could have told him.
He’d have known what it meant. Maybe he’d have changed his mind before the game.
But then it would’ve been the same thing as making him. A man changing his mind because his father-in-law was about to show him up.
I didn’t want that either.
So I let him go to bed not knowing.
He kissed me goodnight, like always. He set his alarm for 5:15, like always. He didn’t say anything about Kaylee. And neither did I.
I lay awake in the dark listening to him breathe. And I wondered what kind of woman sets up her own husband to be embarrassed in front of the whole school.
