Before I even knew what happened, I was swooshing from skate to skate, my hair feathering back in my wind, and my hips hitting every single beat of the music. I was turning figure eights and occasionally crouching down to jut out a leg and 'shoot the duck.' It was just like I was nine again, not yet smothered with inhibitions or social decorum. I was back in a time I'd forgotten all about.


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