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Chapter 15

Scuba

T onight was a fun game. We won easily, and I got the second goal off of a sick pass that just came through both defensive players’ legs from Spencer Suzuki.

Coming out of the locker room, I heard a tired voice call out from the family lounge, “That was awesome, Dad.”

Holy shit, did he just say what I thought he said?

I rushed toward the family lounge, where Eric and Annette were hanging out with Natalie and the other WAGS (wives and girlfriends). Those two weren’t even supposed to be at the game tonight since it was a school night, and she wasn’t feeling well when I left.

Sure enough, there was a very sleepy six-year-old being held up by his mom. “Hey, kiddo, I thought you weren’t coming tonight.”

“Mom changed her mind.”

Eric laid his head on Annette’s shoulder and yawned wide enough that several flies could fly in. He needed to get to sleep quickly. Hopefully, the moment he got into the car, he would pass out. I ruffled his hair. “Well, I’m glad you came and even happier that you called me dad.”

“‘Course, ‘cause you are my dad. We may just be getting to know each other, but you are still my dad.”