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... of plastic handcuffs to lock her hands behind her back. They were just the cheap dollar store kind that anyone could slip out of, as he would often do when he used to be the robber. But she never did, she would insist he keep her as his prisoner. Adam would often become bored and want to do something else around that point. But Ashley insisted saying that the real cops don’t let robbers go and so she would stay locked up until they were called for dinner. Those were the good times he remembered, before everything changed. He had been thinking about it for years, the memory etched into his mind. It was a day like any other, but on this day he had insisted they play something else. Ashley seemed to hesitate, cops and robbers was her favourite game, he had expected more of a fight but instead she had told him to wait a minute. She came back outside wearing her Halloween dog costume from last year. She had told him they could play pet if he wanted. He was sceptical at first but anything was better than boring cops and robbers so Adam agreed. Being little he thought it was a fun game, and they played the rest of the afternoon. Adam still didn’t know why but when her mom had come to get Ashley for dinner she was furious with the girl. Ashley’s mom had yelled at her for playing in the dirt and on her hands and knees no less, while wearing that costume! After that Ashley didn’t come out to play anymore. Adam waited by his window but from that day forward the purple curtains covered ...

... her window. The whistle blew the puck dropped. Adam was caught flat footed as the other player stole the puck out from under him. Damn it he thought as he now had to chase down the other teams forward. His head was down and his arms pumping as he flew down the ice. Suddenly out of the corner of his eye something broke his concentration again. Was that Ashley in the stands? His focus lost he never even saw the big defensemen come in from the side. With a sickening crunch Adam was knocked into the boards. A broken arm, it could have been worse the doctor had told him. He was lucky he didn't have a concussion. It didn’t really matter to him though, he thought as he sat in the chair at his desk. His mind was still focused on Ashley, was that her at his game? Did she come to see him play, the thought sent butterfly’s through his stomach. Reality set in, no she had come because it was the schools team and he just happened to be on it. She hadn't talked to him in years. She probably didn’t even know he existed anymore. Dejected he went back to wasting time, browsing online before dinner. The task had become much more difficult as the cast wrapped around his forearm and hand. Only the ends of his fingers sprouted from the fresh cast. At least I will get some practice being left handed he thought idly. A notification appeared on his screen. Nothing out of the ordinary all night people had been messaging him from school about the injury. With a sigh he clicked on the new tab. Pup22 he ...