It was fajita night, a casual family gathering in the brightly lit early 20th Century colonial home where Laila Edwards grew up, celebrating her hockey homecoming. Suddenly, an excited shriek pierced the air.
Four generations of the Edwards family turned to see a "dumbstruck Laila" and her long-time friend and teammate Caroline Harvey huddled over a mobile phone, "breathlessly giggling" with repeated exclamations of "Oh, my God".
