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Hell, we both sahat happened to Chris Little, our teaoes pro, plays for half a season, and then? A career-ending injury takes him out Perain, but he spent every di contract on his medical expenses, and last I heard, he went back to school to learn a trade Welding, or so it s pro

"Ihe accouably the best player in hockey history"

Garrett is still talking, still trying to "reassure" ing the living shit out of the guy for being such an a to placate hient on Monday," I lie

He offers a pleased nod "Good"

The silence returns We cart our e to Malone’s tonight," Garrett says "Me, Wellsy, Tuck and maybe Danny You in?"

"Can’t I’ve gotta start studying for exa to lose count of all the things I’ to my best friend about

Grace

"I’m sorry--can you repeat that?" Ramona stares at me in utter disbelief, her eyes so wide they look like two dark saucers

I shrug as if what I’ve just told her is no biggie "John Logan caht," she echoes

"Yes"

"He came to our dorm"

"Yes"

"You were in this room, and he walked in, and then both of you were here In this rooan showed up at our door, and walked inside, and was here With you Here"

Laughter bubbles in my throat "Yes, Ramona We’ve established that he was here In this rooain to release a shriek that’s so earsplitting I’le Jurassic Park-style

"Oh my God!" She runs over to !"

She’s still wearing her party clothes frohs when she sits, and silver stilettos that she kicks away in an excited blur of legs

When Ramona had walked into our roo the news, but noith her staring excitedly at me, reluctance jams in my throat I’ht, because…well…I’