“LET’S WATCH SOME TV,” Krista suggested later that night, reaching for the remote on the coffee table. “I bet you could pick up a lot of information you’re looking for on the old boob-tube.”
“Boob-tube?” JT had that puzzled look on his face that seemed to be semi-permanent.
“Never mind.” She switched the screen on and settled back, eager to have a break from her show-and-tell day. They’d already had dinner, and the sun was sinking low in the sky as she and JT sat on the sofa. Their day had been spent only indoors as he had seemed a little worried about venturing outside. So, they had traveled from one room of the cabin to another, JT pointing to various items and Krista explaining to him what they were used for and answering his questions when they arose. For the most part he was still a
