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My Hockey Alpha Chapter 125

Pebbles at the Window

Nina

I cocked my head. My mother smiled up at me and pushed the plate containing my sandwich into my hands.

“Eat up, honey,” she said. “Are you alright? You look like you’ve lost a lot of weight.”

“U-Um… I’ve just been stressed.” I picked my sandwich up off my plate and took a bite, chewing for a moment, before speaking again. “Are you sure you don’t know about the Peacekeepers? The school doctor that I’ve been working with–”

“You know what?” my mother interrupted, stretching and feigning an obviously fake yawn. “It’s late, and we’ve got to be up early tomorrow to catch our flight.”

Now, I frowned and watched as she turned somewhat robotically and started to walk out of the kitchen. “But you said that we would be leaving in a couple of days…”

My mother froze again. “Did I?” she asked, her back still turned to me. “I guess I just misspoke. No, our tickets are set for first thing in the morning.”

“Oh…” I paused, looking down at the sandwich on my plate. “Okay.”

“Good night, honey.”

“Good night, mom.”

acted like she didn’t know about the Peacekeepers. In fact, her entire demeanor was a

my plate before grabbing my suitcase out of the living room and quietly heading upstairs

my childhood bedroom was exactly the same as it had always been. I hadn’t slept here in years, always opting to stay at a motel on the rare occasion that I came to visit, but as I sat down on my bed and heard the springs creak beneath my weight, I suddenly felt overcome by a sense of nostalgia that overshadowed my mother’s strange behavior. Sighing, I fell backwards and splayed my arms out on the bed, running my hands along the quilt as I looked up at the old glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling that I’d put there when I was seven. I turned my head, looking over at my old desk that still had my high school textbooks piled up on it, then turned the other way to study the layers

heard something patter against my window. I didn’t get up right away; instead, I chalked it up to the wind or the branch

I heard it again.

and sat up. I turned around to look at my window, only to see something small and round hit it again,

peeking out from behind the curtains. My jaw dropped as I saw Enzo standing on the lawn staring up at me. What was he doing here?

window open and leaned

did you find me?!” I half whispered, half shouted

motion with his hands. I sighed and gestured for him to come, stepping away from the window and waiting with folded arms as he quietly and nimbly climbed up the tree. I watched as his hand, then his

I asked. I was a bit put off by his sudden appearance, especially after how he’d spoken to me in the

how I acted,” he said quietly. “I’ve

arms wrap around

stay,” I whispered, taking a step back and wiping the tears away with my hand.

widened. “You spoke to my

my mom and my brother live. I don’t know what that

let out a deep, rattled sigh. When I looked up, he was

you’ve been pushing me away?” I asked.