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About halfway through the game, during an intermission between periods, Rai points me out in the stands. I watch, shaking in my boots, as Holden’s gaze follows his friend’s finger. And when our eyes finally meet, I can see the happiness that overwhelms him in spades. A broad, genuine smile lights up his face, and it melts the ice inside my chest. He skates right up to the glass that separates us and waves enthusiastically, brown eyes sparkling.
