“Says the nice guy who gets put in the penalty box once every game.” “So you’ve seen more than one game,” I point out, trying a bit of the chocolate shake. It’s more nostalgic than it is good, and it sends me to a place with little of life’s troubles. “Your mom’s shakes are way better.” “Yeah, I’m sure. Some things are better left to mom-and-pop restaurants.” I wash the thick chocolate milk down with some of the water. “I see how you skipped over that part about watching my games.” Mia hides her smile behind her mug as she takes a sip that takes way too long, buying herself time before she
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