The majority of this book will be written solely from Adam’s POV, with a few chapters written from Cora and Scarlett's POVs thrown throughout.
If you loved Number Eleven, and are dying for more of the hockey boys you've come to love, you came to the right place.
Not a day goes by that I don’t wish I had a normal, middle-class life growing up. Movies and books have glamorized what it’s really like to have more money than you know what to do with, never showing the negative side of the issue at hand.
Maybe this all makes me seem like a spoiled brat. I mean really, who complains about having too much money? That’s the problem, isn’t it? It’s become everyone’s goal to have enough money to never have to go through another miserable day of their grueling minimum wage jobs. So why would anyone complain about never having to work again?
Maybe the lack of a relationship I have with my parents is what fires my passion on the subject. It’s not like a child needs anyone but a nanny and a cleaning lady to show them any sort of love as they grow older. I’m sure tons of people would love to have had a nanny drive you around wherever your heart desired or a maid to clean up after you whenever you spilled something on your parent’s marble flooring. I guess that’s where we differ.
I grew up resenting my parents. Sure, I was given every material object a kid could ask for. And yeah, I never had to worry about my parents losing their jobs or not finding one at all considering they’ve run their own business for the last fifteen years. But while all my classmates were going home to home-cooked meals and warm hugs before bed, I was coming home to an empty house and a take out container filled with whatever my parents had ordered me for dinner from the comfort of their office building.
Now, I don’t want to come off as an asshole here. I’m just trying to help give enough background as to why I no longer have a relationship with my mother and father. And while I’m not entirely grateful for the fact they sucked at being parents, I am grateful that due to their horrible attempt at parenting, I’m now running my own business doing something I absolutely love.
My point in all of this is that there’s a silver lining to everything. You just have to look hard enough to find it.
Take it from me. Now at the age of twenty-four, I’ve been running my own business for the past two years. The money my parents were making while I was tucking myself into bed every night, is what made opening White Ice Training possible in the first place.
I had played hockey my entire life. It was something that I thought I would end up doing professionally, and for the rest of my life, but things change. Dreams change.
In my final year of university, I started coaching Timbits hockey. The minute I stepped onto the ice to help those little munchkins, I was hooked. It had become abundantly clear to me that coaching was my calling. So once the chance arised for me to open up my own coaching facility, I obviously took it. Now I can proudly say that WIT is the place to train in Vancouver.
My love for coaching also happened to be what brought the heartbreak that is Cora Asten, and the warmth that is Scarlett Lacher, into my life.