We've skated around saying nothing since Ben played us Mr. Cooms' conversation.
Sarah skated into the kitchen, kissing them both, "Hi, look at you busy beavers."
Besides, I haven't skated since I was twelve.
The only other skaters were a mother and her four-year old pig-tailed professional level daughter and an old man who skated like a retired gold medalist.
When I crossed Flint's Pond, after it was covered with snow, though I had often paddled about and skated over it, it was so unexpectedly wide and so strange that I could think of nothing but Baffin's Bay.