“You’d really want to come back here?”
I look around at the drab room. The wood-paneled walls aren’t so bad. The jacuzzi in the middle of the room is weird, and it could do with a good scrubbing.
But how can I not love the place where Audrey and I reconnected like this?
“I’ll buy the entire place today if it means you and I are coming back here together again.”
Together.
Exactly how it should be.
ChapterTwenty-Two
LOGAN
Today’s the day.
The day I’ve been working toward for the last year. My workout with the trainers.
Every day, every setback, every early morning has been leading up to this.
After driving all day yesterday, I dropped Audrey off in Copper Mountain and came straight to Denver. I hated leaving that room. The real world is upon us, and it was hard to leave her, not knowing what is going to come for the two of us.
It’s weird being here after being gone for so long. New buildings are going up all around me. It’s like I don’t even recognize this place.
I’m thankful that the team facility is quiet. With an away game this weekend, the team flew out this morning.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the guys. I don’t know how I’m going to feel seeing them for the first time, so I’m glad it won’t be today.
They’d be nothing but supportive. They’re my brothers-in-arms. We text, but during the worst of my recovery, it would’ve been too hard to see them.
Now? Having them here to cheer me on would probably get in my head.
Everything is the exact same as I remember it. Except photos of the team’s Super Bowl win now line the walls.
I wish I could remember that day. But that entire week is a blur in my mind. Call it self-preservation, but I don’t remember the hit or going to the hospital or flying home to Dixon.
None of it.
And through it all, the team has been amazing. Now if only I can get back out there and support them the way I do best.
Getting touchdowns.
“Logan. It’s great to see you.” The team doctor greets me in the training room.
“Great to see you, Doc.” I shake his proffered hand.
“How’s rehab been going?”
I’m sure he knows the ins and outs of everything that’s been going on since I officially started therapy in Jackson. No doubt Scott kept the team apprised of my situation alongside my updates. Nonetheless, it’s an easy way to make conversation.
“Good. Great.” I instill more confidence in my voice than I’m feeling right now.
“That’s great to hear. The team has missed you.”
I wave him off. “Nah. Looks like Rodgers has been doing well.”
“Doesn’t mean we miss you any less.”
