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“Damn, I haven’t worked out like that in a long time.” Felix groaned as he bent over, holding the stick in both hands across his thighs, shaking his head, “How do these little monsters do it? I don’t get where they get the energy!” he shook his head as Miles and Lucas zoomed past him on the ice.
“Weren’t you this big bad Marine back in the day? Shouldn’t you be used to this kind of work out by now?” Dylan laughed as he skated around Felix.
“Totally different kind of work out man. But those kids…I’ve seen some hockey games in my day, if they keep going like that they’re going to make it. I can feel it.” Felix grinned. They started to talk about who knows what while I skated to the side, looking up in the stands and then to to the door.
Something was wrong, terribly wrong and I felt
