(Jaxon)
I pulled into our driveway still excited from the win. Five points in one game felt incredible, especially with everyone watching. Mom had texted me during the drive home saying dinner would be ready when I got there.
I opened the door and made my way inside the house.
"There's our hockey star!" Mom pulled me into a hug. "I'm so proud of you, honey."
"Thanks, Mom." I hugged her back, breathing in the usual smell of her perfume mixed with whatever she was cooking.
"Jaxon!" Alex came running down the hallway, still in his school clothes. At eleven, he was getting tall but still had that little kid energy. "I watched the highlights online. That pass you made in the second period was sick!"
"Language, Alex," Mom said, but she was smiling.
"Sorry. I meant it was really good." Ale
