Mom and Dad grilled Dave more about his coaches and Dave happily answered. I was happy that he liked his future school so much. It must be nice knowing what your next step is. Meanwhile, Kyle had it different. He didn't know what round he would be drafted, where he would go, for how long he'll be there, who or what the coaches would be like. That sounded intimidating.
After the game, we went back to the hotel together. Mom wanted us to change into warmer clothes before we walked to the ice hockey rink.
"All of you better have your phone on so I can reach any of you at any time." She nervously moved around the room.
"You can track our location through the phone." Kyle reminded her. "And the arena isn't even a full mile away. We'll be fine."
"New city, new worries." Mom looked to me. "Don't leave any of their sights. If you feel...unsteady...at all throughout the night, you send me a 911 text and we'll come get you immediately."
