KATIE SAT AND STARED out the window at the landscape as the bus rolled down the highway. Today was a travel day, not a performance one, for which she was grateful. She couldn’t stretch on the bus as much as she wanted, but at least her knee got a break. With some time before she had to be on the ice with Brendan again, she could work on regaining her equilibrium.
Not that she was avoiding Brendan. If she had wanted to, such a thing wasn’t possible on a bus with a dozen other people. He was sitting next to her right now, his laptop open on his knees as he worked on yet more modifications to their Harbin free skate.
He was quieter than usual. Much quieter. Normally when he was working he wouldn’t shut up about his ideas, but today he sat with his headphones on, his shoulders a little slump
