“Huh.” She changed direction and skated over to the woman outfitted in hockey gear. “Max?” she said, when she came to a stop. “What are you doing here?” The badger shrugged. “No idea.” “Why are you wearing hockey gear?” “No idea.” “Do you even know how to skate?” “Well, I spent a few years in Wisconsin near a lake that used to freeze over. We’d go skating there with the other high school kids. So . . . I can skate forward . . . in a circle.” Britta winced. “You need to do more than that to play hockey.” “Yeah, that’s what I thought. But this big guy put me in the hockey gear, and he didn’t
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