Yorkie stood and opened his mouth—presumably to say something kind and bracing and Dad-like, as if he were talking to his daughter after she missed a pass—when Coach breezed into the room. “Well, I hope you all enjoyed yourselves this summer.” Yorkie pressed his lips together and sat back down. Ryan watched a blank mask settle over his face and turned his own gaze back to the coach. A former player who had racked up more penalties than goals, Chuck Vorhees would have been considered an intimidating size in any other setting. He snapped his chewing gum between words. “’Cause it doesn’t seem
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