Drew Reilly
“Now at the vault,” the announcer said, punctuating with dramatic pauses, “Miss...Devon...Knox.”
Grabbing for each other’s hands, Katie and Eric watched Devon wait patiently for her cue.
Standing at the foot of the runway, the massive Flip Into Spring Invitational banner behind her, all the playfulness of her floor routine gone, Devon wore the face of a stone Artemis.
It was remarkable, when Katie thought about it. How her...