The Art of Catching Feelings by Alicia Thompson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Alicia Thompson
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the crowd erupted in a shout—obviously, something was
happening—but Daphne didn’t bother to look up as she turned a page in her
book. She hadn’t meant to read at the baseball game, but she had a book in
her purse and her best friend Kim was running late, so…here she was.
Not that the words were sinking in. She’d read the same paragraph three
times, and still her brain pounded with the same two words over and over.
I’m divorced I’m divorced I’m divorced
She was about to put the book away—there was no point—when the
people next to her stood up, allowing Kim to make her way down the aisle.
“Sorry,” Kim said cheerfully to each one of them. “Excuse me, sorry.”
When she got to the empty seat next to Daphne, she plopped down and said,
“Are you reading during America’s Pastime?”
“More like America’s Snoozefest,” Daphne said, slipping the book back
into her bag. “A guy throws a ball, another guy tries to hit it, and if they
connect there’s running involved. Beyond that, who knows.”
“Well, that’s sacrilege, especially since we have these sick seats. Layla
hooked you up.”
Daphne shrugged. Her sister-in-law Layla was the sideline reporter for
the Carolina Battery, and her brother Donovan worked in Guest Services for
the team. He acted like he was in the dugout from the way he carried on
about all the perks their connection to the team got them. Daphne had never
taken Layla up on an offer for tickets before, and she wouldn’t have this
time, either, if it hadn’t been for extenuating circumstances involving her
husband.
ex-husband ex-husband ex-husband
“Technically, your ticket was Justin’s.”
Kim pulled a face at the mention of Daphne’s ex. “How was that even
going to work?”
The goateed man on the other side of Daphne stood up so fast he jostled
her elbow, muttering something about couldn’t fucking catch a cold out
there. She glanced toward the field, briefly curious about whatever had
happened to upset this fan so much. The pitcher was getting set to throw
again, the batter was still standing with his bat, and everyone else was
standing where they’d been the whole game. She could feel the tension
from the crowd hanging heavy in the humid Charleston air, but out there it
looked placid as a lake.
A metaphor for her short-lived marriage, if ever there was one.
“You know Donovan,” she said, trying to give a wry smile that she
hoped didn’t look as painful as it felt. “Justin’s his best friend. He can’t
believe we’re not going to work it out. So he gave us each a ticket to
today’s game, I guess hoping we’d somehow make up in time to go? Or just
show up and find our way back to each other by the end, like we’re in
Parent Trap and he’s Lindsay Lohan?”
“Your brother has the hair and freckles to be Lindsay, but not the
gravitas.”
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