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too. You
look familiar, have I met you before?” Tyler knew he was
rambling, but he couldn’t help it, something was just taking
him over.
    The typical come on line ,
Paige thought to herself, and then as she got a good look at him, she
realized that she did recognize him from somewhere, but where? The
word, ma’am, struck a familiar chord with her. “Are you
the guy who rear ended me yesterday?” she questioned, not
really sure because he looked a little different in tennis shoes and
black basketball shorts instead of jeans and cowboy boots.
    Tyler felt his day going
downhill fast. First, he hits this woman with his truck, now he hits
her with his basketball. He figured he should just turn around and
walk away before anything else happened to her, but instead, he found
himself saying, “Oh, that was you? Well, this is a little
awkward, isn’t it?” he said, as he scratched his head and
looked around the park, wondering what would be the fastest way to
get out of here before she started yelling at him for totaling her
car.
    “Yes, it kind of is,”
Paige agreed, pulling her knees up to her chest and studying his
reaction. She thought he honestly looked like he really felt bad
about it and she wondered if she’d gauged him wrong when she
pinned him as arrogant and being the type who thought he was never
wrong.
    “Well, I am really sorry
about that. If it wasn’t for that jack ass cutting me off, I
wouldn’t have darted into your lane and hit you. Did you get
all your insurance stuff lined out? I feel like such a jerk.”
Tyler ran a hand through his hair, feeling at a loss as to what he
should say now.
    Paige decided to retract her
previous thought, he did play it off that he wasn’t at fault at
all. In her opinion, he should have been paying attention to the
road. “Yeah, finally. But my car is totaled. I think mostly
idiots work at the insurance company, but after being on the phone
with them all morning, they finally got things figured out for me.
Don’t worry about it; I’m just glad we’re all
okay.” Paige glanced over at Kyra, making sure she wasn’t
trying to venture out of the playground area.
    Tyler stood there for a moment,
bouncing the ball back and forth in his hands as he eyed Paige
sitting on the ground below him.
    “So, that’s your son
over there, isn’t it? I remember seeing him with you at the
accident.” she asked, trying to change the subject and say
something because he was just standing there looking at her and
saying nothing at all. It was beginning to make her feel
uncomfortable. She wondered if there was a mark on her face from the
ball hitting her and that was what he was looking at. It
probably left a huge mark and he’s embarrassed to say anything, she thought. She prayed to God that was not the case.
    Tyler cleared his throat and
said, “Yeah, that’s my son,
Brandon, he just turned eight a week ago. He’s a great kid. I
get him every weekend and on all the holidays,” he said, as he
looked to the right at the basketball court where a dark haired boy,
looking just like his father, waited patiently. “His mother and
I got divorced six years ago, and he lives with her in Linton,”
Tyler said, as he motioned for his son to come over.
    “He’s cute and
that’s awesome that you are able to get him that much. I know
most guys don’t get their kids every weekend like that,”
she paused for a moment and then added, “Now, if I remember,
your name is Tyler, right?” she asked, hoping she had
remembered it correctly. Even if he seemed somewhat arrogant, at the
same time she also thought he seemed like a decent guy. It seemed a
rarity to see a guy bragging about how often he was able to get his
son. He came across as a guy who would want his son full time, if it
was possible. Of course the thought crossed her mind that he could be
exaggerating some to impress her, but her instinct told her
otherwise.
    “Yep, and you are...
Paige?” Tyler asked, smiling and trying to