Aurel The cold rink air bites at my cheeks as I skate toward the home bench. Neylan glides over to the gate, reaching down into his gear bag to pull out the tiny black toddler skates. He scoops Danny up into his arms, lifting him over the barrier and setting him gently on the padded wooden bench seat. "Time to ride, big guy," Neylan grins, dropping onto one knee on the rubber floorboards. Danny giggles wildly, kicking his small feet in the air while his beige bow tie twitches against his shirt collar. "Make me go super fast, Daddy!" Neylan slides the tiny skates onto Danny's small feet, wrapping the black leather boots snug around his ankles. He pulls the white laces tight, tying small double knots across the front. He taps the tiny toe picks with his knuckle, checking the fit before standing up. I step down off the ice onto the rubber mats, taking my spot right beside them. Neylan picks Danny up around his ribs, carrying him out past the open gate and lowering his tiny s
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