Friday afternoon, Harrison and I are driving to Hyannis for the Eastern Sectional Championships.
Sitting behind the wheel of the car, I finally relax after having scurried around helping him prep for this event--a trip to the skating boot specialist to sharpen the blades, dealing with an exasperated event coordinator who said our paperwork wasn't complete (he got a bye letter which said he didn't need to fill out 8 pages of forms), etc.
It's a beautiful day for the two-hour drive. I have the heater on the seat of my car. My muscles start to relax.
Harrison: Mom....can I tell you something?
Me: Sure, H, what?
Harrison: Do you realize that if I don't place in the top four at this event then I will have had my last skating lesson an hour ago?
Me: What?
Harrison: Well, think about it. The season will be over for me. After this season, I go to college full-time.
Me: Uh, okay, well don't think that way.
All of a sudden, my muscles tense. I can't believe we might be at the end of the road.
I thought we had more time.
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