Chapter 5
My favorite food in the entire world is the macaroni and cheese at Grizzly Mountain Resort’s café. But that day, I barely touched it. I just poked at it with my fork and leaned on my fist.
“You’re pretty mad at Sofie, huh?” my dad said.
I just shrugged.
“Try not to let her ruin this week for you, sweetie,” my mom added.
“I won’t,” I said. “I don’t even care, really.”
“You don’t, huh?” my dad asked.
“No, I don’t,” I replied. “I only wanted to come up so I could compete in the Cup anyway.”
“Hmm,” my mom said. “If I remember right, you haven’t even mentioned the Cup.”
“That’s right,” my dad added. “You only talked about Ana and Sofie for the last month, since we started planning this trip.”
Maybe that was true, but I didn’t care anymore. For the rest of the week, I planned to just snowboard and think about the Cup.
My appetite started coming back. The mac and cheese was as great as ever.
“Remember, honey,” Dad finally said after a few minutes of silent eating. “Sofie was your best friend for years.”
“I know,” I said. “So what?”
“So,” Mom replied. My parents always talk as a team like that. They like to finish each other’s sentences. “So maybe she’s a little angry at you for leaving Winterfall.”
“It wasn’t my choice to leave!” I replied. “That’s dumb.”
“Maybe,” Dad said. “But sometimes people get upset over dumb things.”
I looked down at my food. I wasn’t hungry anymore.