Chapter 40 - Game day

It's D-day and I'm nervous. It doesn't help that I'm sitting in the sun. I feel hot, sweaty and uncomfortable. The bleachers we're sitting on are right under the scorching sun. It baffles my mind that no one thought to create shade for the spectators.

 

It's going to be a very long 90 minutes. I fan my face trying to get the cool air into my face but that doesn't help at all. 

I look around at the parents sitting in the bleachers with me. The majority of them are coupled up and I wish it was the same for me. I wish Shalom was sitting next to me. I feel terrible for the way things turned out. 

 And hate to admit it but I'm a coward. I should have called her and told her why I was distant. Make her understand that I was sad and I didn't know how to come to her and be vulnerable. 

I always feel like I need to be strong for her, I never want her to feel like I can't protect her. 

Sharing my weaker side is terrifying