Carolyn’s Point of View
Steal the Firebird’s playbook. The words repeated through my head over and over again like a broken record. My brain over analyzing every syllable of them and trying to figure out where it was going wrong. Surely Damian had to have said something else, surely I couldn’t have heard that correctly. Yet, he stared back at me with those big eager eyes with just a touch of crazy hiding behind them and suddenly I had a bad feeling about all of this.
Tonight had been a tough loss for the whole team, but right now I could see that it had been especially hard on Damian. I thought about the fight he’d gotten into in the second period, how quickly it had started and how angry Damian looked as he spent the next two minutes scowling in the penalty box. That same Damian was th
