C72 ICE SEVENTY-TWO: THAT ONE CALL.

THANE’S POV:

"Thane, can you hear me?" Jules shook me a little to get my attention.

“No, say that again?” My voice echoed off the walls, hollow, like it belonged to someone else.

“You’ve been distracted since practice.” Coach’s voice came clipped. “We can’t have that. Tournament’s around the corner. You need to be present.”

Present. The word was a joke in my mouth