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Regan returns a light laugh “Saot the call I had PNH He was really upset and had a game We had a heart-to-heart before he left the apartist”

“Did he follow your advice?” I ask

“He tried Didn’t turn out so well One of the worst games he’d ever played”

I laugh and Regan joins in, both a little lost in ourprofessional athlete, and yet had loved his sister soidiot on ice

“I’ll try,” I proood advice”

“That’s all you can do Now… get your head in the ga you on”

That feeling cootme on, and while she’sit because it’s

I’ht by the time I hear Dax’s car pull into the driveway He’d insisted I park e e’d arrived on Sunday It’s stayed there ure I’ve got plenty of time to findanywhere soon

Dax had texted ame to tell me that he was headed to see Tacker with the rest of the tea on an Uber to take me home, so I’d see him later

I was tired and should have gone to bed when I got here, but I was too worried about Dax He’d played horribly tonight But then again, so had the entire team There’d been a buzz all aroundwhy Tacker was on the “injured” list I’d known—minor details, of course—but I never said a word I just watched and yelled and screaame, but in the end, I walked out of the arena with all the other disappointed fans We’d lost

Dax’s key is in the lock I stand fro my half-e exhausted Despite that, he’s still aeous in the dark blue suit he’d left in today

He blinks in surprise when he noticesup?”