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“I don’t care. Josie, I need you to chase your dream. Your family, our families, need you to do this. Don’t you see how working your ass off will bring us all joy simply from watching you?”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it baby. I get a front row seat to the Jo Hamilton show. Let me support you. Let me be there. That’s it.”
Chapter 46
Jo
Sage Russian Advice
“Itwouldhavebeenweird to throw you a going away party right?” Caroline asks as we sit in the seats outside the family suite.
“Yes.” I tell her. “I’ll be at more games next off-season.”
“That’s so far away though!” Harper laments as she joins us. “You just got here!”
I laugh. “I know, but I’ve got to report to training camp next week. It’s the way of the world for a professional athlete.”
“I’m mostly pissed she’ll miss the Florida trip. And the All Star Break.” Ivanna says as she takes a sip of her white wine.
“Just keep me posted via The Stick Handlers text thread.” I say as the boys head out for warm ups.
“Well, Bryson wouldn’t be on the All Star trip with us? He’s going right?” Harper asks.
“Yeah, he was confirmed to the roster yesterday.” I saw flashes of his doubt and insecurity from being MVP last year when he got the call but he schooled himself quickly and started reaching out to the other guys on his division's team.
“I’m jealous he’ll get to meet Hayes Farrow!” Caroline shares. “That man is hot.”
“And engaged.” Harper scolds.
“I know, but I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. If Johnny can have ten thousand random women on social media hoping he posts a shirtless pic, then I can admire the male form of other celebrities.”
“Fair is fair.” Ivanna adds sagely.
The Renegades opening sequence starts up and the family suite door opens with a crowd of people. I turn over my shoulder and, holy shit.
That’s Andrew Loughty.
The third greatest goal scorer of all time.
“That’s a shame.” Ivanna says.
“What is?” I ask as I still stare at the legend that is Andrew Loughty, Crosby Loughty’s all-star father.
“Ugh, and I wanted to have fun tonight.” Caroline says before twisting her face up in a smile. “Hello Mr. Loughty. So good to see you again.”
“Yes, hello.” He nods in her direction quickly.
I get to my feet.
“Mr. Loughty, Jo Hamilton, it is a pleasure to meet you.” I say trying to contain my sports fan freaking out to an appropriate level.
“Yes.” He says as he releases my hand quickly.
Rude.
Caroline leans over and whispers behind her hand. “He’s a dick. Thinks the world should revolve around him because he could shoot rubber into a net. And he’s vocal about his disappointment in Crosby being a defenseman, not a forward.”
