Dead Lift

I’d worked hard to escape the penalty box life had placed me in.

I started somewhere new, giving Reese and myself a clean slate. I found a job I loved and met three guys who made me feel alive.

I should’ve been prepared for life to smack me upside the head again, but in my defense, I’d been a little distracted by my hot roommates and trying to win games.

My life had become a mess, and I didn’t know where to start. Everyone wanted something from me, and it was hard to know whom to trust.

The one thing I thought I could count on was hockey, but it no longer felt safe—not after the secrets and lies I’d uncovered.

The pressure was suffocating, and I knew I had to make a choice soon and pray it wasn’t wrong… or someone might end up dead.

Hockey was meant to be only a game, but this time, it looked like we were playing for keeps.