Hockey Wife

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

            I slowly open my eyes to see the sun shining through our floor to ceiling windows. We live in a lovely condominium near Lake Michigan, you can see all the boats in the dock, the cars driving by, and Navy Pier, it is just so peaceful. I sit up and stretch. Mike is not next to me. I sigh and stand up then I feel sick, rush to the bathroom, and throw up.

            "What is wrong with me?"

            I stand up again and wipe my face. I slowly walk towards the kitchen to see Mike making pancakes. He smiles at me and asks,

            "Are you okay?"

            "I don't know."

            "Maybe you should lie down on the couch I'll bring this over to you."

            "Thanks Mike."

            I slowly walk over to the couch and lie down on it. I look up at our beige ceilings, and think about what could be happening to me. I must just have a bad cold. Probably, because of the hospital I think. I turn towards the television and turn it on. Our television is a flat screen. I just wanted a small one, but no Mike said we had to get this one. "An American in Paris" is just starting; I watch it for a little bit when Mike comes over with my pancakes. He hands me my plate. In whipped cream, he spelled the words "Feel Better"

            "Thank you Mike."

            "Welcome dear."

He kisses me on my forehead, and sits down beside me. We eat our pancakes and watch the movie when I am finished I place the plate on the table in front of us and curl up next to him. He places his arm around me and we continue to watch. Then he grabs the remote and turns off the television. I look up at him and ask,

            "Is something wrong?"

            "No, nothing's wrong I was just wondering if you wanted to do something today."

            "That would be wonderful, but I think I should stay inside since I don't feel well."

            "Oh c'mon it will only be for a little while and you probably just ate something."

            "Oh alright."

            I sit up and go towards the bathroom. I take off my clothes and begin taking a shower. The door opens and Mike waves a towel.

            "Forgetting something."

            "Thanks Mike."

            He places the towel on the sink and walks out. I get out and wrap myself in the towel. I go into my bedroom and change into some denim blue skinny jeans and a pink and white striped long sleeve tee shirt. I dry my long golden brown hair with a towel and put it into a bun. When Mike said that he loved my brown hair when we first met, I decided never to cut it again. It sounds weird, but yet again, we are a weird couple. Mike comes in the bedroom and smiles and says,

            "Ready?"

            "Ready."

            Soon we are out the door in our car and driving down towards water tower. Water tower has all the shops we like. When we reach our destination we park the car and get out then a few fans recognize him and rush up to him. All of them are 20 something girls.

            "Oh my God you're Mike Stephenson."

            "Are you okay?"