It had been a good game. My team had beaten the Oilers by 2 and I’d consumed enough beer to have questionable morals, not to mention possibly poor judgement. The evening had started at a local tavern, one with a...

Chloe shook her head, amusement playing behind soft blue eyes. Emma could certainly go on, her words tripping off her tongue faster than her thoughts.  Only one way to silence her, really.Crooking her finger, she motioned for the girl to scuttle forward...