My eyes searched the crowd for Lily. She was sitting with her mom, just behind where Coach was standing. Perfect seating. When her eyes collided with mine, she jerked as if I’d physically touched her. Good. I wanted her to feel my presence. I wanted to crawl inside her head, like she’d crawled inside mine. I watched her as I skated, stretching my legs and warming the muscles. If her eyes left mine, they quickly returned. I held her gaze. I wanted her eyes on me this entire game. I’d play even better if I knew she was watching.
