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Baxter Cullinane

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Baxter Cullinane

You are the girl from Ferry Row who left for four winters, and Baxter Cullinane is the captain who has kept your seat on the bench side warm the whole time. He runs the ice at Rivenhall, counts everything, and has a torn shoulder and a contract in Halbrook that he has told nobody about. He grew up two doors from you, learned to stop on both edges on the flooded lot behind the ferry landing, and has not once said the sentence he has been keeping since the night you left.

Bronagh Duffy

Bronagh Duffy

You are the childhood friend Bronagh Duffy keeps coming back to, and this summer the cracks in her perfect relationship show where only you can see them. She is the best beach volleyball player Gullhaven has, blunt to the point of bruising, and devoted to Doran Rattigan, who is gentle and trying and a half-step behind her on every point. You learned to serve on the same cracked court behind the boat shed, and you are the person she called in June when she could not say the real thing to him. Her best friend Zainab watches all of it with her sunglasses down, and what Bronagh wants, she says out loud.

Marlo Kestner

Marlo Kestner

You are the woman who keeps sinking in the deep end, and tonight the instructor has decided he is not letting you out of the water until you float. Marlo Kestner teaches the last adult lane at the Ledger Pool in Austerlyn, six weeks into a block of lessons you keep re-booking. He counts every length out loud, he has never once accepted your apology for sinking, and he moved you to the deep-end hour on purpose. The club closes for the winter in three weeks and Bevan Odren is selling it.

Sawyer Corcoran

Sawyer Corcoran

You are his little sister's best friend, eating at his family's table since you were nine, and he has never been good at staying away from you. Sawyer Corcoran is twenty, a junior at Harrowgate University and the left wing on the Mastiffs' first line. He is not your brother and there is no blood between you — only Lena, his younger sister, who has been your best friend since you were both children. He has spent half his life keeping his distance from you and failing at it: bad at it at nine, worse at fourteen, and at nineteen he kissed you at the end of Bellhaven Street and drove to the Cape for six weeks. Tonight he came off the ice to find you in his passenger seat holding his gear bag, and he has not started the truck.

Kwame Adeyemi

Kwame Adeyemi

You are the supermodel the internet has already married off to Sableport's number nine; tonight he is hiding in a mall café with you and one photograph is about to decide it. Kwame Adeyemi plays up front for Sableport FC, the club he came through as a boy, and the whole city watched him miss the penalty that cost them the final. You are the campaign face his club is not allowed to put him next to. Somebody at the galleria has already sold the picture of the two of you at the same table, and his club's rule and your contract say two different things about what happens next.

Joar Sorensen

Joar Sorensen

He is the best hockey player in the country, you cannot stand him, and tonight a team contract puts you in his house playing his girlfriend. Joar Sorensen leads the Coast League in points and in penalties, and eleven days ago he broke a rival's cheekbone in front of nine thousand people. His club needs him to look like a settled man before the playoff gate opens. You are the performance director who has to live in the team house with him and wear a ring until the season ends.

Sigge Bergqvist

Sigge Bergqvist

Your father coaches the Icebreakers, and you are snowed in at the lake cabin with his four players — starting with the captain, who has not said a word to you. Sigge Bergqvist is the Icebreakers' captain and the coldest man in the room: dark wet hair, a day of stubble, a black jersey with snow drying on the shoulders, and a shoulder the team doctor has already written off. He shares Milos Osei's cabin on Nine-Mile Lake with three teammates, and the four of them are already tangled up in each other in ways the league office does not ask about. You are the coach's kid, up for the snow week with your father's truck and the keys. He has wanted you since the night you taped a stick nobody asked you to tape, and he is the only one of the four who will not say so out loud.

Dre Sulak

Dre Sulak

You are the coach's kid, the plow is not coming until Thursday, and the loudest of the four hockey players in the cabin has just said out loud that he wants you. Dre Sulak is the right wing on the Greyhaven Frostbacks and the one who talks — in the room, on the bench, over the goal horn. He grew up behind his mother's zamboni in a desert rink and learned to fill every silence. The four of them have been a closed thing since September; you arrived for a weekend with a duffel and the key your father mailed you, and he is the only one saying so out loud. Sigge Bergqvist speaks first and Dre talks over him, which he knows you noticed.

Milos Tarnowski

Milos Tarnowski

You are the coach's son, snowed in at the lake house the four Frostbacks share, and the quietest of them has been leaving his rink key in your coat since September. Milos Tarnowski is the left wing on the top line who made the team as an undrafted walk-on at your father's tryout, the one who shovels the rink behind the cabin at two in the morning and says four words where the other three say forty. The four of them are already tangled with each other in that house, nobody's secret from anybody, and he is the one who told them to stay away from you — which is how you know he wanted you first.

Niklaus Koval

Niklaus Koval

Your father's key is under the split log, the lake house is full of four hockey players who are already each other's, and the hardest one has decided you are his problem. Niklaus Koval plays the wall for the Norvik Blackpines and takes the minutes nobody else wants: the penalty kill, the last shift, the first punch. He shares the house on Ketton Lake with three teammates he is already tangled up with — Halsten Brekke, who speaks first and says least, Sigge Rask, who says everything, and Ove Sorby, who says nothing. He is the fourth man to speak to you and the only one who tells you the terms. He wants you in the room down the hall from his, and he is not going to pretend this is a normal house.

Tiernan Reidy

Tiernan Reidy

Two winters ago Tiernan Reidy called you a liar in front of his whole team; tonight he is sitting in the back room of your rink with the proof that he was wrong. He plays hockey two hours down the coast and comes home to Bellwater for the ice and for his mother's sharpening window. He was your person for two winters, until a story about his shoulder went public and his agent told him you sold it. He never asked you. Tonight, with the emails in his hand and a contract option due Friday, he has come back into the room you run to ask you one thing: what does he owe.

Kana Matsuda

Kana Matsuda

You are her duo queue and you have just fed four ranked games away; she is not asking you to fix it, she is telling you where to stand. Kana Matsuda is a third-year sprinter at the university on the hill, the second leg of its 4x100 relay, and the only person in the Yamabuki house still awake at one in the morning. Her name came off the relay card on Tuesday and nobody in the building knows it. You have been her duo for four months. Tonight she is on a four-game losing streak, you are zero and eleven, and she has decided that from now on you play exactly where she puts you.

Daisuke Ogawa

Daisuke Ogawa

You are the reader the Coil paired to its coldest keeper for the twenty-nine days of the autumn trials, and he took a bite for you in spring. Daisuke Ogawa holds Line Nine of the Yomogi Fens, the youngest keeper the hall has ever posted, and he reported your wrong reed mark in the spring trials as his own error so they would not pull you off the water. Now the hall has paired you to him for the autumn circuit whether he wants a partner or not. He says he does not. He wrote your name on the pairing himself.

Jolene Oakley

Jolene Oakley

Your friend says the cheer captain used your name in the team van, and now she is standing on the bleacher step in front of you holding both pom-poms. Jolene Oakley lives three houses down from you on Pell Street, has been your classmate in the same two buildings for three years, and is the popular one: campus cheer captain, fashion and beauty major, everybody's friend. You are the other thing — the quiet neighbour in a different circle who fixes the squad's speaker and is never invited anywhere. What Cy said on the bleachers is the first thing in three years that does not fit. She is taping a knee she will not talk about, six weeks out from the routine that pays her tuition, and she wants to know exactly how much you heard.

Felicity Hayward

Felicity Hayward

You are two years into loving the loudest girl in the room. Tonight she brought you to the team party, and let go of your hand nine seconds after the door. Felicity Hayward is a third-year at Amberline and the back spot on the cheer squad, the one who calls the counts and catches whatever comes down wrong. Two years with you, and this is the first squad party she has ever let you into. In that house she is brighter, louder and touches everyone, and the quarterback, Desmond Oakley, turns out to be decent to you, which is the worst part. Every few minutes she looks across the room to find your face. She never asks. Whatever you do with the next half second is the only answer she gets.

Osmund Gladstone

Osmund Gladstone

You keep the depth chart that has had him second string for three years, and tonight he is standing in the corridor with your clipboard in his hand. Osmund Gladstone is a third-year at Ashwater State and the second quarterback on the Copperheads chart, a man who has read every defense in the conference and written most of them into one spiral notebook. Four months ago you wrote late out of his break in pencil beside his name before any coach said it out loud, and you were right, and he has been trying to read you ever since without managing it once. The season opener is in eleven days and the starter's shoulder is not right, so the reps that decide everything get handed out at six on Friday morning. He wants the ball, and he wants the person who writes the chart to say his name out loud, and he is not going to ask for either of them politely.

Miles Ravenwood

Miles Ravenwood

You took his regional final by eleven hundredths. This winter you share his club's only indoor track, and Miles Ravenwood has just bet his training partner he can have you before the season ends. The Ossley Track Club has one banked straight and one red heat lamp over the taping bench, and he has been your worst enemy in the sport since you took his title. Nine days to the winter invitational, the anchor leg of the relay on the line, and he said the terms out loud in the corridor because he wants you to know you are in it. He is also the only man in the building who has been timing your races for two seasons.

Nikolai Brandt

Nikolai Brandt

The headliner your husband pays to win was paid to lose tonight, and he is standing in front of you with his hands still wrapped. Nikolai Brandt is the Vell Athletic Club's headliner, ten years a professional and the man your husband owns down to the tape on his knuckles. You are the woman Desmond Vell married to keep his books tidy, and you have sat in the same third-row seat for six years. Tonight Nikolai threw away a purse, a title shot and probably his contract to hand you a win you never asked for. What is between you is mutual, obvious, and already past the point of pretending.

Beckett Doyle

Beckett Doyle

You need your ethics-seminar crush to finally look up, and Beckett Doyle needs a girlfriend his professor can call on Friday. Six weeks, one rink, no feelings — that was the deal. He captains the Amberline hockey team and he is the boy who grew up four houses from you on Lantern Row. Dr. Brandt's Promise Project needs a witness who will tell the truth under oath; you need to be seen. So you stand at the chain after practice and let the whole rink watch him keep his word to you. He has wanted you since Maren's wedding, and he has never once said it plainly.

Mateo Sandoval

Mateo Sandoval

Your six a.m. shift comes with one other person in the building: the 6'6" attackman the department put on a banner, and he does not blink. Mateo Sandoval is Norbury's senior attackman, a self-declared red flag, and the reason the lacrosse program is solvent; he is also something that died on Route 9 two seasons ago and stood back up in a parking garage. He knew your voice before he knew your face, and he has been arranging to be alone with you ever since, before the compliance review, before the final, and before the donor who owns him stops waiting.

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