Chapter 11: Tiffany, Part 2

I gasp.

"No!" Geni cries out, hand over her mouth. "Are you sure?"

"Yep. It's a done deal."

"To where?" Geni demands. "Please tell me it's somewhere terrible."

"Vancouver, I think? Maybe Montreal. I can't remember. Somewhere in Canada."

Geni throws her head back and begins cracking up.

"That is the exact opposite of the weather here," I say with a smile on my face. "I bet Jessica is pissed."

There is no love lost between Nate's wife, Jessica Funderling, and me. She attacked me in the family box during a game last year when she was drunk. It bruised my ego more than anything, but it got her banned from attending events on the team's dime again. Knowing she's leaving doesn't make me upset at all.

"Poor Jessica," Geni spouts with a sarcastic pout. "No more too-short mini-skirts, halter tops, and strappy sandals for her. Just snow suits and giant hoods over her head."

"Don't forget the ski masks and scarves," I chime in.