Once Coach Tammy hears all our sordid details through the arena’s grapevine of gossip, he’s ruthless towards our training, never allowing for any personal issues to make it onto the ice again.

Scott and I discuss our schedules in the car on more than one occasion and we theorized that there is a conspiracy against us orchestrated by none other than Coach Tammy, our parents, and teachers of course. Together they ensure that if we aren’t sweating it out on the ice then or our faces are buried deep in books. They think they have us under their thumbs, and they do, except for tomorrow night!

It’s four months after...