Page 98 of Game Changer
“Kids these days,” Mark says, shaking his head, eyes twinkling.
“Right?”Tori agrees.
“Okay, Boomer,” Jax says with a grin, drawing groans from his parents.
“We’re not even Boomers,” Tori protests.“We’re notthatold.”
“I’m kidding, Mom,” Jax says.
We continue the game.
“What mosquito’s bite draws blood, male or female?”
I frown.“Whichever it is, they’ve been drawing a lot ofmyblood.”
That gets a sympathetic laugh.
“I don’t know for sure, but I’ll guess female,” I say with a touch of bitterness.
“That’s right!”
“Okay.”Mrs.Thompson reads the next question for Mark.“Who stood at the top with ‘Stand By Your Man’?”
“Too easy.Tammy Wynette.”
“Stupid song,” Tori mutters.Her eyes meet Mark’s, and they have a little stare-down.“Story of our marriage.”
“What the…” Mark stops himself, his jaw tense.“How the hell can that be, when you didn’t stand by me?”
“I did so!”
My eyes go wide, and I slide my glance over to Jax.His face has reddened.The atmosphere in the room has become loaded.
“Sorry,” Tori says with a big fake smile.She waves her hands.“Got sidetracked there.Keep going.”
Finally, Jax ends up with the last question for the win.I read the card and roll my eyes.“Oh my God.How do you get so lucky with your questions?”
“It’s not luck,” he says with a fake modest smile.“I’m smart.”
“Ha ha.Okay.What hockey player wasSports Illustrated’s Sportsman of the Year for 1970?”
He smirks.Then he wrinkles his nose, thinking.
I cock my head.“Not sure, smarty-pants?”
“Bobby Orr.”
I sigh.“Right.You win.”
“Attaboy.”Tori pats his shoulder.“No wonder you two are so good at those trivia nights you go to.”
“It’s good to have some purpose for all the useless information in my head,” I say, smiling.
Things still haven’t gone back to the fun atmosphere we were all enjoying before that little exchange between Mark and Tori.They keep looking at each other.
I gather up the tokens and Jax folds up the board.
“I’m going for a walk,” Tori announces.“I need some air.”
