##Chapter 89: Cassidy

Book Two: Don't Leave

"Pass it to me!"

I wind up and hit the puck to Cole who flies across the ice. The rubber disk lands right on the end of his stick as he races with it to the goal and flicks it into the net. We've been here for about thirty minutes, and it feels just like it used to. I love spending time with Cole on the ice, and over the last month, I've missed it.

Missed him.

As difficult as it was talking with Luke yesterday, I'm ...