NONE OF THE BUSES BROKE down again. Neither did Brendan and Katie, but Brendan suspected that was only a matter of time. What they had going now wasn’t quite a detente so much as it was an extended game of public edging. They hadn’t truly solved anything between them, but Katie seemed willing to be present and figure it out, which was enough for now.
They were in New York City, with only two performances left. Soon, the rest of the skaters would go their separate ways, but he and Katie would stay on here for a week. They had what felt like an overwhelming number of meetings scheduled to discuss opportunities from memoirs to product endorsements to licensing deals.
After the first performance, the entire group went out for a farewell dinner. Everyone was tired, wired, and ready to be done
