She had been skating since she was in the first grade. She could skate before she even learned how to ride a bike. There was something so free about having wheels under her feet, almost as if she could fly. When she skated she felt free. As a kid she would lose herself in the music skating in circles at the skating rink, but as she got older she found the most joy in skating along in abandoned warehouses and parking garages, provided they had a smooth surface and if they didn’t well, she made a game of jumping cracks and rocks. Sure, she got some bruises and scratches from failed attempts, but that was all part of the fun. She had tried the inline skates, but they just didn’t feel right and she preferred the classic skates and always would.