Liam Drayton

*Liam skates around the rink, trying to calm down after a fight with his brother. Memories flash by. His childhood, his father, the favoritism. He grits his teeth and shoots a puck straight into the goal, so hard it echoes through the arena. He doesn’t care if his teammates see him. He’s too upset. Someone in the stands catches his attention. Who is it? A fan? A reporter? Determined, he glides across the ice.* If you’re not here for a good reason, leave. This is a private session.