Page 224 of Slap Shot Seduction

I slid the folder a few inches away from her bag and I flipped it open.

My name again.

… recently threw another man through the front window of a bar…

… incident apparently was settled without too much fanfare…

… how long can Joe go without true punishment? Such as legal? Police? Jail time?

There was a circled question.

Does he even care?

I flipped the page.

There were pages of each session we had.

Some were just the date and nothing written on it.

Those were the sessions when nothing happened.

Others had a few notes.

Nothing exciting to look at.

Then I saw the after session notes.

I hope Joe is able to one day soon open up to discover his own inner emotions and reactions. Not the outside stimuli. After all, if we were just discussing basic public interaction, right? We all can agree that everyone has to deal with someone - people - that they don’t like. An annoying boss. A frustrating co-worker. Right? We can’t just attack with violence.

Perhaps with Joe, it’s the idea of money. Celebrity. A sense of power.

He has the protection of a hockey team. The ownership group.

Even his sports agent.

There are layers to get to Joe.

And then even Joe the person.

There are even more layers.

I flipped the page.

I personally would like to see Joe play hockey.

It soothes him.

But he can’t be on the ice twenty-four-seven.

Maybe there is some kind of emotional rehabilitation program I can work out with the team?

Joe can play hockey but then has somewhere else to go?

I will admit - this is all new to me.

Working with an organization like this. Working with a professional athlete.

“Or the fact that the guy is fucking you on a regular basis?” I whispered.

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