It created more space on the ice and good passing and skating skills were a necessity versus brawn. You could create mismatches easily if a player was...caught out of position or a change was botched.Working with John as a partner made this exercise a treat. He had the speed and the know how to take advantage of the open space. He did most of the puck handling while I set up for shots and stayed back to cover for him if he went in deep to create a mismatch deep. We worked the same type of plays. "Come with me to the stove. I'll show you something."A few seconds later I was standing in front of the stove at the end of the galley kitchen. Melanie was standing at the kitchen entrance watching me. "Okay. What's up?" I'm just about to do something with the light in this room. It'll look a little weird. Don't be shocked."Melanie raised her eyebrows. "Well, forewarned is forearmed. Go ahead. AHH!" She couldn't help a small cry as I demonstrated my new trick. "Eric, what am I looking at?!". "Come on, Marcie, we are going back to the hotel, " said Richard, grabbing the arm of the now loudly crying Marcie."That's it, take your whore back to where she is best... bed," shouted the raging Rosemary."I will not be home tonight," said Richard as he ushered Marcie away."No, but you will be once your slut leaves town," spat Rosemary.Marcie was still crying, and her face still stinging, as Richard drove back to the hotel. He did not need to worry about his car being seen in the hotel car. She continued her prayer, focused in space, her arms held stiffly at her sides with her legs held tightly together. He talked softly over her words, saying, "Mom, I'm sorry for the way I acted. I was a jerk, but I had to do that. [Judy kept reciting the Lord's prayer, but in a lower voice where she could hear what he was saying.] I knew I had screwed up earlier this morning. I went after you the I would any other girl. I never would have had the courage to try, but I spied on you and Joy when.