Morning arrived quietly over the forests outside Vancouver. Pale sunlight stretched across the frozen lake behind the cabin, turning the ice into a mirror of gold and silver. The storm from the night before had passed, leaving the world calm and still.Inside the Thorne cabin, however, calm was a relative concept.Finn ran across the living room in thick socks, clutching his toy hockey stick like a prized trophy.“Score!” he shouted.The stick clipped a pillow and sent it flying.Liam waddled behind him with determined focus, holding a foam puck in both hands.“Goal!” Liam added proudly.Alex leaned against the kitchen counter with a mug of coffee, watching the chaos unfold with a tired but amused smile.“Future all-stars,” he said.Jake stood beside him, arms crossed, eyes still heavy with thought from the previous night.“Or future disasters.”Brody, sprawled on the couch with a blanket and half a bag of chips, lifted a finger.“Both can be true.”Finn tried to shoot the puck toward
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