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Sophia: Sounds perfect. Marina Park? 10am?
His response is immediate:
Jack: It's a date. Hey, random question, does Madison's team need any help today? Rodriguez's kid plays in the same league. Could swing by if you need an extra parent for drills or something.
I reread it twice. He’s offering to come to Madison’s game. To meet my ex. To insert himself into the complicated reality of my life.
My thumb hovers over the keyboard. This is a line. Cross it, and there’s no pretending this is just casual.
Sophia: Game's at Field 3, 11am. But you really don't have to!
Jack: Want to! If that's okay?
Want to. Not “happy to” or “sure, why not.” Want to. With an exclamation point!
Sophia: My ex, Troy, will be there. Fair warning.
