"Well, to be honest, you likely won't be at the start," I tell him with a quiet laugh. "You were trained in hockey, not figure skating. And we don't have to do it if you'd rather not, of course. It's just an idea!"

If nothing else, Jack has the upper body for lifts, but figure skating is definitely not for everyone and it's enough that Jack's made it onto the ice at all. "How are you feeling anyway?" I ask because I definitely didn't miss the way he looked up at the score board on the other end of the rink with that far-off look in his eye. "Okay?"