San Francisco Shockwaves, #4
I’m ancient for a hockey player.
Broody as they come.
I wasn’t always like that, I had love once, but it was ripped away in the blink of an eye.
Now all I want in life is to play the game I love and to be left alone.
Until I met the team’s new photographer.
I did my best to avoid her.
She was too young for me.
There was just something about her that called to me.
I’m not sure I can let go of my past, even if it means a future I never thought possible.