“You’re making the right call.”
Man, did I need to hear those words today.
Grant’s voice is gruff over the phone, but comforting in that wise old man way he’s always managed to pull off without actually being old at all. After spending the last hour arguing with my agent, I knew our team captain would be the next person I needed to call with the news.
wise old manI release a slow sigh and rub one hand over the back of my neck. “Thanks, man. I know I am.”
Next, I call my best friend, Justin, then Jordie and a few other members of the team. It takes me half the morning, but it’s necessary. With each call, I feel more and more confident in my decision.
When I’m done, the twins are down for a nap and Bishop is bouncing a basketball in the yard. I find Becca in the kitchen, loading the dis
