He’s a natural, like he was born for this job. The kids love him. The parents all love him. The entire town turned up for tonight’s game to cheer the team on.
Because for the first time ever, Dixon High is headed to the state championship. All with Logan at the helm.
I couldn’t be more proud of him.
It was a hard couple of months, splitting our time between Dixon and Copper Mountain with my training schedule before the games, but we made it work.
Logan traveled with me as much as he could, and with the games behind me, I’m cutting back.
With three medals—two golds and one silver over the course of three Olympics—I want to spend more time here. Logan’s even inspiring me to start coaching.
Make it the family business.
Who knew Dixon would become home for me?
“Maybe they’ll give you a key to the city,” Lily tells me.
“Sorry, Audrey,” Layla pipes in, “you’re a Winchester. As long as Brad is in office, there won’t be any keys handed out.”
“Because he’s a prick,” Simon adds before he pops a handful of popcorn in his mouth.
With the team honoring me tonight at halftime, Layla and Simon flew home from London for the event.
“Either way, we’re excited we can all celebrate later.” Layla beams with pride.
This is why I love living here. I was welcomed into the Winchester clan with open arms again. Logan’s family—now my family too—means everything to me.
“It’s going to be rocking tonight at the Cocktail,” Gemma says.
“We even made you your own drink,” Nash tells me.
“Wait, really?”
Peter elbows him in the side. “That was supposed to be a surprise.”
“Oops?” Nash turns to me. “Sorry to ruin it.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever had something named after me.”
“Logan approved, if that helps,” Peter confirms. “But that’s all I’m telling you.”
Every one of the Winchesters gives Nash grief for spoiling the surprise, but it doesn’t bother me.
I’m just happy to be here with all of them tonight.
“You know, you could still get that key to the city. You’re not officially a Winchester yet,” Lily tells me.
“If it means I have to stop hanging out with them,”—I throw my thumb over my shoulder where they all jump up to cheer the defense forcing a turnover—“it’s not going to happen.”
“Yeah, you are pretty smitten with them.”
Logan and I have talked about getting married. Neither one of us is getting any younger. We both want kids and to start a family. But with my training and him starting his new coaching position, he wanted to wait.
And even though nothing is official, I still feel like a Winchester. They welcomed me back without a second thought. It’s the big, loud, chaotic, and loving family that I always wanted.
I get it with Logan. The one person I truly loved and never got over.
Thank God training brought me back here. Logan makes me stronger. He makes me a better person. His love and encouragement are all I need in life. It pushes me on the days where I don’t think I can keep going.
