“Bye Carmen……..”

 I watch her fix her hair square her shoulders and turn to leave me with a quick kiss on my cheek. And this time I was acting like I had been burned. I said my goodbyes and got into the Audi and drove over to the Château Marquise. There was a small throng of reporters and I answered their questions. Nothing major, nothing about Carmen. They got what they wanted and they left. The concierge accompanied me to my room. I gave him a nice tip. It was a nice room. Nice space. Nice view of the city.

Quick call to my brother. It went something like this:

“Hey how’s my baby boy?”

“Good…so….tell me she was hot right…dad said she was hot.”

“Shay don’t you have to work on your backhand or something?”

“Shane its ten o’clock over here…..no rinks are open. It’s that chick from the new shitty alien movie…dad said she was super hot.”

“Did you tell him anything?”

“Come on…you are my big sister I wouldn’t tell him…..you never told him how I got busted for weed in Toronto….so come on…tell me?”

“She is different Shay…..I like her.”

“Well at least she isn’t mom’s age…like that last chick….gross…So you coming to New York or what?”

“I don’t know…this movie and this shit with my house…I don’t know…”

“Dad said he and mom tried to call you all night and you didn’t answer your phone…”

“I was busy.”

“Doing what?”

“God you are such a little pervert….I was with Carmen ok…”

“That’s my big sister. I love you sis…you taught me everything I know about the females….”

“Look Shay…I gotta go…..hey…what are you gonna do if the Rangers draft you?”

“Shoot myself…..they have been calling a lot….I don’t wanna be a Ranger…”

“I know….”

“I will sit out…not play for them…”

“Yeah but you don’t want that rap….I will try to be there ok.”