Epilogue
Time stands still for no one.
Several months later…
Hudson
Ever since I traded in my city life for a life here in Millers Pointe, I felt lighter, like I could breathe again.
Then I began to ask myself when the hell had I stopped breathing?
Somewhere between being on that field and dealing with everything that came with it.
Life was strange that way. I thought it would be hard with the change of scenery and pace, but it wasn’t.
If anything, it felt like I finally had the ability to settle into where I was meant to be the entire time.
“Coach, did I run that right or should I have taken a left?” Parker, one of my players, asked, gripping my attention.
“Nah, you did good. Trust your instincts, P. Tell them let’s run it again.”
He nodded, then ran back toward the field where everyone else stood waiting for direction.
Safe to say, I’d accepted the coaching job and stayed right here in Millers Pointe.
Home. After some back and forth, Perry had also been able to secure a win with the team, a definite win for me and a loss for them.
In the beginning they acted like they didn’t want to pay, but eventually paid because the last thing they needed was bad press.
That was a good look, because I was able to go back, take care of all of that, then came back here a few months ago. Now here I was.
As for me and Greene? No lie, shit happened fast, too fast, but no part of me was a slow ass nigga. So our pace was our pace. In so many words, we were still going strong—me, her, and Ethan.
The sound of my name being called broke my thoughts and I immediately glanced over my shoulder. A smile graced my face when my eyes landed on Ethan running up to me. He hugged my legs when he reached me a few seconds later.
“Hudson, Mommy said we can have Pancake House for dinner.” He was so excited.
I chuckled, looking off in the distance to see Greene talking to her sister before she began to walk in our direction.
“Did you hear me, Hudson?”
“Yeah, I did. I thought we were eating tacos tonight, E. What happened?”
He shrugged. “Mommy said she was tired, and it was your fault.” That last part he whispered. Then he ran across the empty space and started doing kid shit. What I meant by that was those half flips. kicks, and handstands that would have him asking us if we saw him in less than minutes.
I chuckled just as Greene was within reach. “So, you’re tired, Greene with an e?”
“As hell, who told you that?”
“Doesn’t matter. How is that shit my fault?” I threw my arm around her shoulder, pulling her into me.
The big ass smile on her face was contagious. “You know, don’t play coy.”
I leaned down and pressed my lips against the side of her face. “Don’t be playing with my daughter, G.”
“You don’t know that for sure.”
“Maybe I don’t but we will so—”
“Hudson, Mama, look! I can do a back flip.” Ethan yelled for our attention when he did a half ass back flip.
Greene clapped and I smiled before doing the same. This right here was me… This was us.
The End…
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