ONCE THE SHOW WAS OVER, the last thing Katie wanted to do was face the bright lights, microphones, and digital recorders of the diligent sports reporters who’d come to cover the tour. Interviews felt intrusive after the intense focus of skating. But smiling for the press was as much a part of her job as landing triple flips was. If she and Brendan wanted to tour in the future, they had to continue to be America’s sweethearts. At least Brendan was suffering right along with her.
“How’s life on the road?” a reporter from the local news asked.
Confusing and miserable without a competition to work towards. “Oh, you know, enjoying the chance to relax a little,” she said sweetly, using her biggest TV smile. “Sometimes I feel like we’re still recovering from Harbin.”
“Don’t let her fool you,”
