{in which a junior hockey player is billeted out to the family of a figure skater for the season}
'Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same'
-Emily Brontë
{in which a junior hockey player is billeted out to the family of a figure skater for the season}
'Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same'
-Emily Brontë
Nobody ever loved him; she was the first who loved him.
He did not have a family and then one day she entered into his life and became a world for him.
His love, care , anger, attention are everyth...