Glove Save (Carolina Comets)

Greer: You know, I always thought Miller was the worst guy to sit next to on a plane, but I’m really starting to think it’s Lowell.

Stevie: Why is that?

Greer: I’ve seen no less than fifty pictures of his kid today. FIFTY!

Greer: I swear every photo looked the exact same too. The kid was wearing spaghetti sauce as a beard in all of them.

Stevie: It’s a parent thing. Totally normal.

Greer: Right, but why do *I* have to be subjected to this torture?

Stevie: Because he’s proud of his baby.

Greer: Babies—gross.

Stevie: You really do hate kids, huh?

Greer: No. I like Macie just fine, but other kids? No, thanks.

Stevie: I take it that means you don’t want any of your own?

Stevie: Not that I’m asking you to get me pregnant or anything. I mean, we’ve only had sex twice.

Greer: Once is all it takes from what I hear.

Stevie: That’s true.

Stevie: But I’m not. Just so we’re clear.

Greer: Chill. I know what you were asking.

Greer: Honestly, I’ve never seen myself being a parent. I just don’t think it’s for me.

Greer: Do you want more kids?

Stevie: Sometimes, but sometimes not, too. Maybe if I meet the right person, I will.

Stevie: Greer?

Stevie: I guess you fell asleep after the long flight.

Stevie: Sweet dreams, Greer.

Stevie: That last save was incredible!

Greer: I should have never had to make it. That was a sloppy play on our end.

Stevie: That’s what Macie said, but it doesn’t make it any less amazing.

Stevie: You disappeared yesterday. Is everything okay?

Greer: Yeah, sorry. I got busy.

Stevie: Oh.

Stevie: Well, that was a great game.

Greer: Thanks.

Greer: Steve?

Stevie: Yes?

Greer: I wasn’t busy. I just didn’t like the idea of you with someone else.

Stevie: SHE GOT THE LEAD ROLE!

Greer: Huh?

Stevie: Macie! She got the lead role in the spring fundraiser play that’s in April.

Stevie: I mean, it’s not a real play, just a little musical the kids put on to raise money for a class trip at the end of the year, but there are a few talking scenes, and Macie’s the lead character.

Greer: Well, damn. Good for her.

Stevie: I’m so proud of her.

Stevie: She says it’ll be good to practice her public speaking for her aftergame interviews. I can’t believe how much she’s grown. It’s hard to think I was just nineteen when I found out I was pregnant with her.

Greer: Is that how old you were when you got married?

Stevie: Yes. We eloped when I was five months pregnant “for the right reasons.”

Stevie: I regretted it almost instantly.

Greer: How long were you married?

Stevie: Two years too many.

Greer: What was his name again?

Stevie: Ha-ha. Nice try.

Greer: Dammit.

Stevie: You can’t play hockey from prison, you know.

Greer: There must be one prison out there with a hockey team.

Stevie: Yes, because they’re going to give murderers sharp weapons.

Greer: Good point.

Greer: It’d be worth it, though. Not playing, I mean.

Stevie: It was a long time ago.

Greer: Doesn’t make me want to kill him any less.

Stevie: I’m deleting these texts, just in case.

Greer: Good call because I will find out his name one day.

Stevie: I promise to bring you plenty of cigarettes when I visit.

Greer: Good girl.

Greer: Be honest…did you just clench your thighs together?

Stevie: Go to bed, Greer.

Greer: Fine, fine.

Greer: But I’m taking that as a yes.

Stevie: Noted.

Greer: When I tell you I’m ready for this road trip to be over…

Stevie: I’m sorry you guys lost. It sucks.

Greer: It does.

Greer: I wish I were there.

Stevie: Me too.

Greer: Yeah? How badly?

Stevie: So, so badly. Macie misses you.

Greer: Just Macie, huh?

Stevie: Yeah. Definitely nobody else.

Greer: Not you?

Stevie: Nah. I’m a strong independent woman.

Greer: I know you are. It’s badass.

Stevie: That so?

Greer: A total turn-on.

Greer: Well, if I’m being honest, just about everything about you turns me on.

Stevie: Everything?

Greer: Yep.

Stevie: What if I told you I shave my toes?

Greer: What are you, a hobbit?

Stevie: Yes, you got me. I’m a tiny little woodland creature.

Greer: Hobbits aren’t woodland creatures. They live in the sides of hills in the beautiful Shire, not in the woods.

Stevie: Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to get your nerd terminology wrong.

Greer: It’s not nerdy. It’s a classic.

Stevie: Right. Sure. Whatever you need to tell yourself.

Greer: I tell myself it’s a classic because it is.

Stevie: Mmhmm.

Greer: Just wait until I get home, Steve. You’ll pay for this.

Stevie: In kisses?

Greer: In spankings.

Stevie: Promises, promises.