Chapter 11: Work Isn’t What She Has to Keep

Nora’s POV

The ice was still being resurfaced when I came through the tunnel at 5:47.

Ivy sat by the gate, skates laced, her bag between her feet.

“You’re early.”

“Mom dropped me at five.”

She watched the Zamboni turn.

“I want to do the triple today.”

“No.”

She looked at me, one hand flat against he...

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