A week later Gideon travelled by train to Kelowna. It took four days to get there. The length of the trip didn’t bother him. Between meals and the occasional conversation he had with other travelers, he found he could stare for hours at the unchanging landscape—at the big squares of yellow, green, and brown that appeared to him like a giant quilt made by God and spread over the land. Though what he appreciated most about the train ride was the peacefulness he felt inside himself, the respite from unreasonable expectations imposed upon his mind. For four days he was expected to do nothing more than eat and sleep.
When he arrived at the final station, Nathan and Ruth were waiting for him. They owned an automobile, the first in which Gideon would ever ride. The drive to the winery was noisy
