THE BUS ARRIVED IN Philadelphia the next day in time for the skaters’ official appearance at a 76ers game. Katie didn’t understand why they’d been invited; basketball and skating couldn’t be farther apart. But a night out was a good break.
“Hey, which of us have ever actually been to a basketball game before?” David asked when they took the bank of seats the team had set aside for them.
Brendan raised his hand. Everyone else stared at him, hands very clearly not raised. Katie resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Of course Brendan would be the one to have spent the time and money watching other people play sports.
“What? Don’t you people have lives?” he asked.
“It is called skating and living on a tour bus with you,” Natalya said.
Katie was glad, as it stopped her from saying something
