Page 48 of Soulmates and Slapshots
She touches my arm gently. “And how are you?”
I let out a long breath. “Honestly? I don’t even know how I’m supposed to feel.”
“Well, for what it’s worth, you played great tonight.”
I can’t help but smile. “Just like you said I would.”
She raises a brow. “So are you saying I was right?”
I chuckle. “I guess I am.”
“Hmm. I like the sound of that,” she exclaims.
I let out a heavy sigh. “So, do you have plans tonight?”
She shakes her head. “Not really.”
“Want to go to Shirley May’s with me?”
She grins. “I’d love to.”
Diner food and time with Fiona. I can’t think of anything better after the crazy evening I’ve had. And this woman has an unexplainable way of making everything better.
I’m convinced that a hamburger and fries might be the answer to all of life’s stress.
Fiona and I are at Shirley May’s Diner, sitting in the same booth we sat in the day we met.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Fiona asks, her eyes full of concern as she sips her chocolate milkshake.
I nod, popping a french fry into my mouth. “I am now.”
She lets out a relieved sigh. “Good.”
I shoot her a curious glance. “What about you? How’s the bird stuff going?”
She laughs lightly. “Surprisingly well. It’s kind of interesting. Oh! Did you hear what happened at the town council meeting?”
I shake my head. “No. I’ve been immersed in hockey.”
She leans in. “A time capsule was found in the basement of the haunted house.”
My eyebrows shoot up. “Really?”
“Yes. So the council voted to declare the property a protected historic area.”
“Wow. That’s huge.”
“I know. So at least that area’s safe from that MacDonald guy and his big plans.”
I smirk. “Maybe there are time capsules hidden all over town.”
Fiona’s eyes light up. “Can you imagine? That would be amazing.”
“If not, hopefully the bird will step things up,” I tease.
She laughs. “Yes. Stranger things have happened.”
“What kind of bird is it again?”
