Page 44 of Coach Me (Boston Blues #2)
Miles
I don’t know who that man is talking to Lucie, but he knocked over our hotdogs. That really wasn’t very nice.
Mommy’s phone starts to ring loudly. It does that a lot. When she pulls it out, she makes this really excited face. “Miles, sweetie, this is a really important phone call. Can you let me have a minute?”
“Okay, Mommy.” I nod.
Looking back at Lucie, she’s sitting on a bench now. I hope she’s feeling okay. Maybe I should go check on her? Oh, I think I need to go pee first.
Jumping, I turn around and tap on Mommy’s hip. “Mommy, Mommy.”
Her hand swats around in the air, then she holds up one of her fingers.
“Mommy, Mommy.” I tug again.
This time, she turns to me, but she puts her finger on her mouth, then turns back around.
But I really have to go. Maybe Lucie can take me? But if she’s sick maybe she can’t either. Spinning around, I look for Lucie again, but then I hear the sound of a flush coming from the open door next to me.
Hey, it’s just right here. Looking back at Mommy, she’s still talking on her phone. She usually talks a long time. I can be super fast. She’ll be really impressed.
And I am. In and out like a flash, but I don’t see Mommy anymore.
“Mommy,” I call. Walking a little further, I start to worry, but then I see Callie’s red hair. I bet she knows where my mommy is!
Skipping after her, I follow her back out into the stadium, down some stairs, and over to this far side. I keep calling her name, but she doesn’t turn around. It’s weird, can she not hear me with all the people?
When she stops and takes a seat, I see it’s not actually Callie.
Oh no.
Spinning around, I race back. Maybe Lucie’s still sitting down. But wait, how many stairs did I do? One. I think it was one. Or was it two?
People move so fast around me. I don’t know which way to go. I feel the tears start to trickle, but I’m a big boy. I don’t want to show that I’m crying. Maybe if I just run really fast, I’ll find Lucie again.
Finally, I get back in the hall, but I don’t see the concession.
Looking around again, I find Shannon. I know I’m usually supposed to hide from her, but I really want Lucie.
“Shannon! Shannon!” I call, and she actually seems to hear me.
She turns around, holding her phone up to her ear. “Miles, what are you doing? ”
“I can’t find Lucie. Do you know where she is?”
“Hold on.” Shannon holds her phone out weird, then leans down. “Nope. Go find your nanny, kid. I don’t have time for this.”
“B-but…but I don’t know where she is,” I tell her, but she’s already walking away.