Marie let out a sigh as she sat in the motorcoach, watching Fox Sport’s feed of practice.
She had planned to be outside enjoying the sights, especially being Bristol, but found herself in the motorhome. With a six month old, they never wanted to stay still for long and it seemed today Elsa was on the patrol of playing more than usual. It was why Marie had her laying on the floor on her blanket underneath the toy thing that they had gotten her. Elsa could reach up and hit the toys, causing them to swing a little and make different noises.
While Elsa wanted to play, Alyssa was all about being around the racecars. It was why she had trusted Greg and Travis to keep an eye on the five-year-old. They both agreed, easily, taking turns as they did their necessary work. It was easy to keep track of Alyssa as she was good at listening in where to go, and how to stay out of the way of the work.
Marie lets out a sigh as the practice speeds flash on the screen, seeing Dale currently middle of the pack. So much for the plan that Greg had for the weekend as it didn’t seem to be working thus far for them.
Though she couldn’t sit and ponder that as she looked back down at her wedding plans. They had finalized the guest list once already – and even sent out invitations, but now she felt lost. Would everybody fit in the church? Would everybody have a spot to eat afterwards? What if they had invited too many people?
Shaking her head and a little laugh, perhaps Dale was right – maybe she was ponder over the wedding a little too much lately. Maybe she could use a break, too, so she had a clearer thought on everything.
She then focused on going through some country business, instead, figuring it’d be a decent escape. It worked, as she forgot about her wedding question – till the boys returned with Alyssa in hand.
As they made their way in the coach, she found the question at the tip of her tongue. She was curious as to the answer from Dale, but wanted to keep her word in regards to their agreement. Besides, he had reason to want to focus on the weekend after the lack of speed in practice.
“You look like you’ve been scared by a ghost or something,” Travis breaks the silence in the room, before sitting down to spend some time with Elsa.
“Is something wrong?” Dale asks and Marie shakes her head no. it was that moment she wanted to spit out the question, but the discussion from the other night rang through her mind over and over.
“You guys just caught me off-guard – that’s all,” Marie comments as she sets aside the country business for the time being. Some discussion would get them all off her back. “So, how was practice?”
“It was good. The car has some good speed in it, we figured out some handling issues, and everything we worked on we were pleased with. I think we’re going to have a winning combination this weekend.” Greg shakes his head in agreement, which surprises Marie based on the practice speed.
“You guys may want to divulge what we worked on as she’s confused now – just like the fans,” Travis adds as Marie glances between the crew guys.
“We worked on race runs – not qualifying trim,” Greg explains. “So therefore the speed factor just didn’t shine through. It was part of the team plan for the day. We worked on race runs, the 48 team works on qualifying trim. See where they were in practice? Enough said.” Marie shakes her head, understanding, feeling much better about things. Perhaps she could’ve asked the question after all.
Greg then goes to sit on the couch after accepting a bottle of water from Dale, though almost sits on the binders. He immediately stands up, glancing at the cover and seeing the word wedding. He then trades a glance with Dale before picking them up and shifting them over to sit down.
“Mommy, Daddy – can I watch cars?” Alyssa’s question catches the entire group’s attention. Glancing out the window, they knew she was referring to XFINITY qualifying.
“But who is going to watch you?” Dale questions as Alyssa thinks it over, before pointing at him. “Sweetheart, as much as I want to, I need to talk with Greg and Travis about things.” She then glances around the room and points to Marie and Marie shakes her head no.
“Someone need to watch me? Really?” Dale and Marie both shake their heads yes. “Can I ask Chasey?” The pair glance at each other with a smile, before Dale pulls out his phone and face times Chase. After a couple minutes, the pair had their answer – resulting in a big smile on Alyssa’s face as she ran to the door to meet up with him.
“So, do you want to go a little loose or no?” Greg asks, switching attention once again. Marie, though, was still focused on the eye glances between Dale and Greg with regards to her binders.
“It’d probably work better so we’ll be fine through all the rounds,” Dale offers and Greg shakes his head yes, agreeing, as he opens up his laptop. “It’s up to you, though.”
“Driver input is important, though, and if you agree then I’m doing it.”
“Aren’t you just the cutest?” Travis lets out as he tickles Elsa, causing her to laugh. “I love your laugh.” Travis then glances up at Marie, seeing the look again. “That look again.” Dale then pulls his attention away from his phone, looking at her curiously.
“What’s up?” He asks, knowing that she couldn’t talk her way out of it this time. Letting out a sigh, she plops back down on her spot on the couch.
“I saw the glances between the pair of you as Greg moved the binders,” she states as the driver and crew chief combo look at each other again. “What’s up?”
“After I let off on you, I felt bad so I talked a couple things over with Greg in how I was feeling and actin-”
“Realizing you were being a jerk?” Travis questions, causing a surprise look at Dale’s face. “Yeah, I noticed it, too.”
“I’m sorry, honestly.” Dale then looks back over at Marie. “Anyways, I may have told him about our wedding deal in detail and such. By the look, I’m guessing he was curious if we laid back on the agreement and if I said my apology to you. Greg, to answer you, I did apologize for what I said.” Greg shakes his head, understanding, keeping his eyes focused on his laptop though as he wanted to make sure the notes were kept neat.
“No worries – it’s fine,” Marie comments as she takes a binder off the stack. “By the way, I hate to ask you this in the midst of a weekend – but are you sure we’ll be able to fit everybody in the church? Are you sure there’s enough room? Oh, and is there enough room for tables in the saloon?” Greg and Travis chuckle a little, causing a scorn look from Marie as Dale thinks it over.
“There’s enough room, Marie. I already checked a couple different times to be certain before we sent out the invites. It’ll be fine, Marie.” She shakes her head accepting, easily. “And ignore those two immature buttheads for laughing at a very concerning question.”
“I wasn’t laughing at that,” Greg states as he looks up from his notes. “I’m laughing because she sounds like every bride out there. Listen, you may think you’re strange for over-thinking everything – and you, sir, may think that she’s going crazy over it. However, that’s how every bridge gets. I don’t know what gets into them, but it happens. My wife was the same way, as was my cousin. But no matter the concerns that you have, everything will piece itself together on the day of the wedding. It’ll work out.”
“Thanks,” Marie and Dale both comment together as Greg smiles.
“The key to a good wedding and a good marriage is love, and you both have that – as proven for a long time now.”