Hockey Night on Ossington Avenue
Six-Figure Freelancer Blog
APRIL 10, 2017
I flop a lot and throw my boots, arms, chest and stick in front of every shot. And scribbled across the cover is Bower’s real-life autograph. By accident, I belly-flop on a loose puck during a scramble in front of my net. Vito’s whisper rouses me from my dream. To celebrate the Toronto Maple Leafs (finally) making the playoffs, I present my short story Hockey Night on Ossington Avenue from Rebel in the Back Seat … and other short stories.