“You could be my assistant coach.”
“Me?”
“Why not?”
“Because I already have a job.”
“You could do it as a favour to a friend.”
“So it would be unpaid, too?”
“People around here know you. You’re a well-respected member of the community.”
“Have you seen me, Niall?”
“Come on. It could be fun!”
“You’re not just saying this because you’re scared of being left alone with the kids, right?”
“You could come along whenever you want – whenever you have time. Whenever I need you. It wouldn’t be a fixed thing.”
“Why are you forcing me into this?”
“Because you decided you want to be my friend.”
“And I’m already starting to regret it.” He gets to his feet and stretches his back. “So, tomorrow?”
“At six, at the school.”
“I should be able to make it. I get off work at four.” He turns to face me. “Will she be there, too?” he asks cautiously.
“I told her it wasn’t necessary. If we’re not supposed to talk, or even see each other, then I don’t see why she has to be there for training.”
“You’re pissed off, aren’t you?”
“You have no idea.”
“Because you’re not the one making the rules?”
“I don’t know why I’m so angry.” I get up, too. “But she doesn’t have the right to make all the decisions.”
“Decisions about what? Whether to see you?”
“She never even gave me a chance. That morning, at her house.”
“Well, this isn’t a good time for her.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Haven’t you heard?”
I shake my head.
“Steven Hill isn’t exactly man of the year right now.”
I clench my jaw. How did I guess?
“It didn’t end well between them.”
