CHAPTER TWELVEHarrison
Harrison sat on the bench, waiting on his next shift. The Renegades had made it to round three of the playoffs, but their game was off. Harrison couldn’t put his finger on it, but they weren’t the same Renegades team that had clinched their division.
It was true that Talia and the baby weighed on his mind, and it was getting harder to focus on the game. At an early age, the coaches taught players to leave their problems at the door, but in pee-wee hockey, no one was thinking about being married and having a pregnant wife. No one could prepare someone to focus on the game while they were an expectant father.
If he was this unfocused now, he could only imagine how preoccupied he’d be closer to Talia’s due date.
He gazed at the ice. Tyler shot the puck off the uprig
