Four
Skye’s morning didn’t start well. The finality of her divorce, which would be official in just two more days, had plagued her all week. Questions of what she’d missed, what more she could have done to save her marriage, and the doubt about her decision to leave Darren had greeted her with the newly risen sun, crushing her beneath a lead blanket of failure. When Aaron showed up at her front door dressed in a yellow Montana State Bobcats Gold Rush T-shirt with a matching shirt for her, she nearly backed out of going to the game. But he grinned and asked her if she was ready, and breathlessly, she said yes.
After their three-hour ride from Northstar to Bozeman, her dark mood had faded into oblivion, and now, standing with at least fifty people from Northstar and watching the marching b
