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“Really?” I ask, blinking in surprise

“I think so,” she replies hesitantly “Do you want to write this book?”

I don’t answer Instead, I focus on the fire and watch the fla upward to disappear into the night

Clarke didn’t ask exactly the right question

She should have asked, “What is it you want to do?”

Drawing in a breath, I shift toward her and ad I haven’t to Kane I’ve danced, bobbed, and weaved around the issue, but I haven’t been able to reveal a very important truth

I knowon the road Itrails, and going to sleep exhausted but eager for an early dawn”

“Whoa,” Clarke whispers, pulling her chin inward in surprise because within that ad that life I have a great new life with Kane What he has given me in the form of love, security, friendship, and protection, not to hs being a nomad

I shake my head “But that life is over,” I say assertively, not sure if I’ to convince myself or Clarke “It’s okay if I miss it, because I love my new life even more”

Clarke doesn’t respond right away, and I can tell she’s not buying into ical assessment of the situation After aIt doesn’tyou have in its place”

“But what if Iin its place?” I wail miserably

Clarke’s eyes bug out “Are you thinking that?”

“No,” I exclaim “No, no, no That just popped out of my mouth”

“There’s probably an eleests

My gaze drops toat the label as I consider that And I believe she’s right My desire to be back out on the road has nothing to do with s for Kane In fact, my perfect world would be for him to walk away from hockey to travel the world with me But that’s not feasible, nor is it fair to wish it, because he loves his chosen career as much as I love mine