Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Photo by Sue Vincent

The river slowed around the large bend, almost as still as a pond.  A fragrant breeze blew through the trees, giving much needed relief from the heat. I could hear a lazy fly buzz past.

I turned towards Kim.  “It’s so peaceful,” I said.

She nodded, looking out at the reflections of the trees on the water, not at me.

“It’s nice to be able to find a nice, tranquil corner of the world for a few minutes,” I said.

She just nodded again, still not looking at me.

It was understandable that she would be lost in thought, but on the other hand, I would think she would want some reminder of the loved ones around her. I sure needed the comfort of another living person.