Luis skated around the rink, skating far ahead of the other ducks. Practice for the Junior Goodwill games started as soon as they got settled in California.

“Team, come here,” Coach Bombay called, walking down towards the ice, another kid walked behind him clearly uninterested, “this is my kid, they’ll be watching practice.”

“I uh, haven’t seen them in fourteen years so.. be nice guys.” Coach instructed, then attempted to pat the kid on the shoulder, the kid avoided the touch and gave Gordon a dirty look.

“Damn,” Luis murmured, suprised at how cold Bombay’s child was to him.