Liza Broadaway

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He is coming back. For us. For the game. It is the quietest, bravest thing I have ever seen. I will be his shield. I will be his legs. I will anticipate every pass, block every shot, and clear his path so all he has to do is skate. I will pour every ounce of my energy into the space around him. Tonight, I play for him.
The Fall
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