Chapter 20December 5, 2013
Japan
The ISU Grand Prix of Figure Skating Final
“They’re not ready.” Kyoko-san had said it three times, and she was right. Forget a throw quad, Tom Alan was still so tense about throwing Erika after the accident a month earlier, even their throw triple was more miss than hit. “There hasn’t been enough time,” she had fretted.
“It is not time,” Nobuo Tsuchino had countered. “It is goddamned concentration! Tom Alan,” he’d snapped. “Get your mind where it belongs!”
It had been. It was the whole time. Skating was the only thing that had felt right for days, ever since returning to Japan. And in a moment, they would know, all of them, if he was concentrating enough, if there’d been enough time, if they were in fact ready when they went into the throw triple Lutz
