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coming through.
    Why the fuck did you tell Grace?
    Do you think Grace will be with you at the end of the day?
    YOU left her, YOU broke your promise to her!
    I love her get over this whole thing.
    Tony sounds pretty hurt from these text messages, and in a way, I don’t blame him. I send him back a text:
    She’s just here in England for the weekend. You have nothing to worry about. She’ll be back home. I’m getting her car driven back to the house. I know Grace loves you more than me, but just remember I will always be first.
    Maybe I shouldn’t have added that last part, but he should know. It’s probably the whiskey talking. I wait to see if he will text me back, but nothing comes through. I must doze on the couch in the study for a little while because when I open my eyes, it’s dark outside. I get up because I need to go and tell Grace that I’m sorry for leaving her alone in the room. She’s lying in my bed, still awake, when I join her. She melts into my arms, and we both fall asleep without saying a word.
    The next morning, I reach out for Grace, but I don’t feel her next to me anymore. I begin to think yesterday was a dream when I smell breakfast being made. I smile and tip toe downstairs where I find Grace dancing around with earplugs in her ears. She looks so carefree and like a different Grace moving around in the kitchen. I lean on the wall until she turns around and notices I’m watching her. She jumps and blushes as I walk over to her.
    “I didn’t know you liked to dance!” I smile at this new revelation.
    “Yeah, I always wanted to be a dancer, but I didn’t bother with it because I was always told I wouldn’t be anything.”
    I give her a peck on the lips and tell her she can do whatever she wants to.
    “So, is shopping fine with you today?”
    “Shopping? Yes! Plus, I would like to see where you live in the daylight.”
    “Okay. Let’s eat first and then we can figure out where you would like to go.”
    I set the table and watch her place the food on the table. I love that she’s so comfortable in my home and it feels good. While we eat breakfast, Grace talks about all the places she wishes she can visit, and I tell her maybe we can or she and Scottie will go to the different places someday. I don’t even mention Tony because he’s not in the picture right now.
    I clean the dishes while Grace gets dressed. She has to wear one of my shirts until we can buy her some clothes of her own. We walk along the street of stores in my town. Grace seems in awe of everything – from the gorgeous English architecture to the quaint English shops. I’m not surprised that the first thing Grace finds to buy is a cute little toy that Scottie would like. A boutique catches her eye, and I know my wallet is about to get a major workout. I sit by the dressing rooms and watch Grace try on every single dress and shoes. I tell her to buy whatever she wants, but she ends up buying only a couple of things and a book bag to last her through the weekend.
    I take Grace to a nice restaurant to eat, and she’s so shocked at how different my lifestyle is now. A few people recognize me and ask for my autograph. Grace eyes widen as she takes everything in; I don’t think she realized how famous I am over here. I wish I had more than a weekend with her.
    “Scott, how do you get used to this?” I watch her look around.
    “It took some time getting used to, but I love the feeling”
    “I can tell. I’m glad you chose to do something you enjoy. I know how important soccer was to you and remember how amazing you were on the field. You know, I used to love sitting at the window watching you and the other kids play.” She smiles and continues eating her food.
    All I can do is smile because she appreciates how much I love soccer. I feel a little better at the decision I’m going to make. Today is the last full day I have with Grace, and I will end it with a special moment.
    We finish eating and head back to my house.