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“THIS IS SO SWEET of you, Nick.” Lucy Kramer’s brown eyes sparkled in the sun shining down through the glass roof of the entrance to the Blue Cross Arena. “We love to come to the Amerks games, but parking is horrible. John hates to drive down here.”

Smiling, Nick leaned over and kissed Lucy’s cheek, her comment and her lined skin reminding him of her age. And frailty. “No problem. After I dropped you off here and parked, I only had to walk fifteen blocks back.”

“Fifteen blocks!” Her hand went to her heart. “Oh, my.”

“Kid-ding. I got a spot two lots over.”

Looking less weary today, John chuckled. “He could always get you going, Luce.”

Lucy linked arms with Nick. “I don’t care. I love having you back in town. We haven’t seen nearly enough of you in the last three years.” His visits and calls had been regular, but infrequent.

They strolled up to the turnstile. While Nick was parking, John had purchased the admission tickets. Once they were inside, Nick led the way to their seats. As he got a glimpse of the rink and felt the ever-present chill of the ice, Nick remembered the first time he’d come to one of these games with the Kramers. Who would have guessed the gentle couple would favor a fast-paced, aggressive sport like hockey! Then again, Claire had, too. Dan had played the game in high school—his all-star brother had competed in three varsity sports—and Nick managed to catch some matches in between his bouts of rebellion. His mood darkened when he thought about bringing Maddie to one of these games with the Kramers. She’d worn an Amerks cap and jersey and jeans so tight they’d sent his blood pressure skyrocketing. She’d rooted loudly for the home team.