Mr. D pulled up the old team bus outside the suburban rink. The bus burped and backfired in a cloud of black exhaust as the engine died. Mr. D grasped his nose and made a face as if the old bus had just passed wind. Travis caught his own reflection in the side mirror that the driver used for backing up. His first thought was that he had never seen himself reflected there before. Could he be getting taller? Finally? Travis’s mother had told him he worried unnecessarily about his size. “Lindsay men are late bloomers,” she said. “You’ll grow taller than your father, just you wait and see.” Travis hoped so. His father was tall, taller than most of the other fathers of his teammates, but why did he have to “wait and see”? Why couldn’t he grow now, so he could stop worrying about it? He could see he was changing. His face was a little longer. His hair was close-cut now, and thanks to the summer sun it was more blond than it was in hockey season. Travis looked around at his teammates to see if they, too, were changing.
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