Clara’s Wedding
I’m trying to decide if I want to.”
He passed me my coffee.
“Then you already have more room to choose than you had last week.”
I turned the phone facedown.
We spent the morning hiking a short trail behind the inn.
The path crossed a creek over flat stepping-stones.
I took off my shoes and dipped my feet in the icy water while Marcus tried to identify birds he absolutely could not identify.
After lunch I wrote Mom a short reply.