Our gaze held, and I swore there was a moment. It was weird, like time stopped, and I could see her coming to my games and wearing my jersey and the two of us getting dessert after. She could watch my plants on road trips, and I’d make sure she didn’t kill hers. I’d read every book she’d recommend, and I’d help her with money. Hell, I had enough of it that she never had to worry even though I knew she’d never let me give her any. We could argue over what was more entertaining, hockey or reading, and I could kiss her any time I wanted.
