SOON, AT HER COMMAND, they both had their shoes off and were wading in the cool, crystalline water. JT couldn’t find the logic in the practice, but Krista assured him that it was something fun to do and that he needed to enjoy life more. Though he still doubted that wetting his feet and ankles in well-below body temperature liquid was fun, he was enjoying this world of Krista’s.
“I’ll have to take you to California some time,” Krista said as she picked up a smooth, red stone, then tossed it back in the flowing water. “It’s nothing like the Ozarks. It has tall buildings, lots of people, bumper-to-bumper traffic in the cities. An hour or so away in one direction is the ocean; travel north and there are mountains like this. Go east and you find the deserts. Talk about diversity. Las Vegas wo
