A slight breeze blew from the west, moving the trees softly and giving the warm afternoon a delightful tropical feel. Marty and Abby Cardenas held hands as they walked the dirt path through the park. Flowers and wild grasses bloomed all around them as birds sang their songs in praise of nature. It was one of those moments Marty wanted to record and play back when the stresses overwhelmed him.
“It feels like we are a million miles away from anything stressful out here,” Marty said, squeezing Abby"s hand.
“It"s amazing,” she replied. “Reminds me of our trip to Mendocino a few years ago. The submission of the will to the majesty of nature.”
“Wow,” he replied, “that"s pretty deep.”
“I"m just a philosophical kind of woman.”
“I think so. I also remember that we got n***d and made love in wi
