Jackson
The state park on the lake was a little crowded. It was a Saturday, it was hot and sunny, and families had come out to enjoy the beach and recreation areas. We found a spot in the parking area and grabbed our bags, heading toward the beach area. Ray seemed more relaxed today, and that put me at ease. We walked side by side across the grass. “How about we leave our stuff there,” I pointed at an empty picnic table in a shady spot under some pine trees.
“Yeah, okay.”
We headed that way and plopped our bags on the table. Ray opened his back pack and rummaged through it. “I uh, brought some snacks, and some water bottles,” he said. He pulled one out for himself, and offered me another. I took it even though it wasn’t thirsty.
I took a swig off the water while it was stil
