Barn Burner

I've ridden a Zamboni, but never a cowboy...

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Missing out on my first Stanley Cup has left me more torn up than I expected. It was in my sights. So close, I could almost touch it.

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With my brother back in England, I'm facing nothing but an empty house and my thoughts, and there's only two ways to soothe my mind:

The ice and nature.

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But when I pack up my car and head out into the Alberta wilderness, my bad luck lands me in the reluctant hands of a grumpy cowboy with a perpetual scowl.

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I shouldn't get involved with Jesse.

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His life is the ranch, whereas my life is hockey.

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So why do I allow myself to fall for him so hard?

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And why do I keep my real identity a secret?

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I live for barn burners, but this is one I might not survive