Fire in the Ice by Ryan Taylor & Joshua Harwood

Author:Ryan Taylor & Joshua Harwood [Taylor, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wainscott Press
Published: 2021-05-13T16:00:00+00:00

The morning skate was basically a stretching and warm-up session since we had an evening game against Carolina. Shuford liked to get us all in one place early in the day, and the practice was as much about mental centering as it was physical readiness. He sent us home after an hour.

Ty and I had driven separately, and he beat me back to our building. When I pulled into my space in the basement, he was waiting with a big grin. “Hey, sexy dude,” he said quietly. “Could I interest you in a pre-game meal and nap?”

The way he bobbed his eyebrows made me laugh. “Sounds good to me, stud boy. We need to relax, you know. Coach said so.”

Tyler snorted. “Maybe we can send Betsy and Dad out to do some sightseeing.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I said as we walked toward the elevator.

“I need to stop by my place and pick up a suit to wear to the game tonight. Meet you upstairs?”

“Good idea. I’ll tell Mom she’s going sightseeing with Lars.”

“And I’ll bring Dad upstairs with me.”

Ty exited the elevator on the fourth floor, and I rode up to the seventh. Mom wasn’t in the living room or kitchen, and she didn’t answer when I called her name. The guest room door was open, and she wasn’t there. She took a walk most days, so I dug my phone out of my pocket and was thumbing in a text when Tyler burst into the condo.

“Oh, my God!” he yelled. “It’s horrible.” His breaths were raspy, and he kept squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head. “I can’t believe it.”

I hurried across the room and put my hands on his arms. “What’s wrong? Did somebody break into your place?”

He shook his head. “No, it’s worse. Much worse.”

“What is it?” When he didn’t say anything, I squeezed his biceps. “Tyler, you’ve got to tell me what’s happened.”

“It… it’s your mom… Betsy.”

Fear shot through me. “Is she okay? Did something happen?”

Ty’s eyes were wide and fixed on mine. “Betsy has Dad downstairs in bed.”

I was so confused. “Why’s he in bed? Is he sick?”

Ty shut his eyes tightly and shook his head again. “They’re… they were… ugh.” He shuddered with the last word.

“Ty?”

He yelled, “They’re fucking, all right?”

My limbs went numb as the horror hit. “They’re… fucking?” I raked my hand through my hair. “Ty, are you sure?”

His face softened, and he gave me a pitying look. “I know what fucking looks like. They were right in the middle of it, Kev.”

“Oh, my God,” I muttered. “I have to sit down.”

Holding on to each other for support, we staggered to the couch, where we sat moaning in despair, doing what we could to comfort each other. Soon, the door opened, and a hesitant look confirmed the guilty parties had arrived. Lars’s shirt was buttoned up wrong, and Mom’s hair stuck out at weird angles. I buried my face against Ty’s shoulder until I could bear to look up again.

They looked

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