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Jules- 15 years ago
I didn’t know if I was allowed to say yes to him… And I still couldn’t
believe he asked me.
He worked in the front office of the rink, punching our ice time
cards whenever we went out for a practice session. He only worked a
couple days a week. I knew this was because he was probably one of
the many guys who lived with a billet family and played on the junior
team here at the Ice League and worked for discounted ice time.
But I thought he’d been watching my friend, a term I used loosely
for her, named Ally, not me.
I was too shy to even look at him when I handed my punch card
over. Ally was the one who had conversations with him. If I said one
word in the conversation, I was thinking about how stupid I sounded
for the rest of the day, so I usually just stayed quiet.
He was one of those funny, magnetic kinds of people, like
everything he said was meant to make someone smile and everyone
loved him. I was envious of those kinds of people because no matter
how hard I tried it didn’t seem like anyone ever wanted to stick around
me for very long. I hadn’t even seen my grandparents who I lived with
in about two weeks.
I walked down the rubber-floored hallway to the front office to
punch my card a little earlier than usual today. Another girl I skated
with was having a breakdown in the locker room and I wanted out. I’d
rather hang in the lobby than be pulled into that drama.
I didn’t realize he was in the office alone until it was too late to walk
away. I would look awkward as hell if I did that. I took a shaky breath
and handed my card over, reminding myself I’d be on the safety of the
ice in five minutes. He lifted his head and gave a bright smile and his
whole face up to his eyes seemed to light up.
I thought the whole exchange was going to happen without words
until he suddenly spoke.
“Hullo again. What’s your name?” he said in what I detected as a
slight Canadian accent.
I felt awkward under his gaze and paused a second too long, “Uh,
Julianna…Hurley,” I stammered out. “Yours?”
“Makes sense,” he said, nodding seriously, and pushing a hand
through his short brown hair.
“Pretty girl, pretty name,” he said with his head tilted to the side as
he studied me. “I feel like I’ve heard Hurley before,” he tapped his
fingers thinking. “Do you have any brothers who play?”
I felt my face blush hot at his compliment and tried to focus on
what he was saying past that. “Play?” I asked.
“The best sport,” he said with confidence, puffing out his chest,
“Oh,” I hesitated not knowing how much I should share with a
stranger. “My dad… uh…”
Realization dawned on his face and his eyebrows scrunched
together. “I’m sorry, Julianna, I didn’t realize… I just-” he stammered
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