“LET’S TAKE A WALK OUTSIDE,” Krista suggested late in the afternoon. All day long JT had worked on repairing his communicator, but it was trashed. She knew he had to be feeling upset; she just wished he’d show it. Instead, he’d calmly laid the item on the table, looked at it and said, “It is irreparable.” If that had been her only link to her world, she would have been scared witless. Not JT, he accepted everything with a quiet calm that drove her nuts.
“Put the book down,” she pressed when he didn’t look up from volume K. “You’ve been reading all day, and a lot faster than I ever could. I haven’t even gotten to the middle of the A’s yet,” she flashed him a smile. When he didn’t budge, she gently took the encyclopedia away; laying it on the coffee table, then took his hands in hers, pulli
