Eudora came out of the bathroom, braced for the worst.
Jericho held up a black Speedo bathing suit, with the tags still attached.
She stared at the suit, not understanding. "Wha...What?"
"They sell some suits in the gift shop, but there isn't much selection. I hope it fits."
She took the simple black suit and raised her eyebrows at him. "Really?"
"Yeah really." he smiled and held up a pair of wildly colored, Hawaiian print swim shorts that he had procured for himself. "Let's go swimming."
Jericho had thought he was too tired for a swim. He'd been driving all day, and his muscles were tired and stiff. All he wanted to do was crawl into bed, cuddle up to Eudora, and sleep. But he’d seen the way she had lit up at the idea of a swim in the indoor pool, and he couldn’t bear to disap
