CHAPTER TENMorgan
Morgan covered her mouth with a gasp. “Oh, my gosh! Travis!” She couldn’t move, as she watched what transpired.
Travis lay on the ice. He didn’t seem to be unconscious, and the trainers were examining him. But the worst part was that the puck that hit Travis had been shot by her uncle.
Aunt Trina wrapped her in a hug. “He’s standing up on his own; that’s a really good sign.”
Morgan was thankful for her aunt’s understanding. Trina had been sympathetic to Morgan’s feelings about Travis, ever since Sam had made his opinion known at dinner the night after catching her with Travis at the rink that first time. And Aunt Trina was no stranger to watching someone she cared about get injured during the game.
Morgan sat in silence, as Travis struggled to his feet, refusing any
