Even if you were real limber, you could strain something, and you

didn't want to do that in general, and certainly not when you were

going to be competing in the Nationals.

'Don't see any Indians or wagon trains,' Tyrone observed as he used his

left hand to pull his right elbow up and back over his head.  His

shoulder popped like cracking a knuckle.

'Doesn't look like it's gonna rain, either,' Nadine said.

'God, I hope not.  That would be awful.'

After a couple minutes, they were loose enough.  The sun was shining,

it was warm, but not too hot, and the wind was mild.  A great day for

flying.

Washington, B.C.

Michaels might have felt better a few times in his life.

His wedding night.  The day his daughter was born.  Even the first time

he and Toni had been together in this very bed, but this had to rank

right up there with the best.  Toni was back, and the two of them were

naked under the sheet.  That went a long way to smooth the turbulent

waters he had been in lately.

'What time is it?'  she asked, sleep still thick in her voice.

'Eight.'

'You're late for work.'

'I called in sick.'

She grinned.

'I have to go pee.'

'Go ahead.  I'll make the coffee.  Meet you back here in a few

minutes.'

'Urn.'

He had already started the coffee, and was able to snatch a couple of

cups and be back in bed before Toni returned from the bathroom.

'That was fast,' she said, taking one of the heavy china mugs.  She

inhaled the vapor.

'Mmm.'

'So, you want to talk some more about how stupid I am?'

'You'd have to call in sick for a few more days to exhaust that one.'

'Okay.  How about, what now?'

'We could take a shower together.'  She smiled over the top of the

mug.

'Oh, yeah, I can line up with that.  But I meant something a little

further ahead.'

'We could come back to bed after the shower?'

'Uh, Toni...'

'I know, I know.  Let's just let everything else wait, okay?'

He nodded.  He didn't want to push her.  But he also didn't want her to

get up and dress and leave, either.

'Enough talk,' she said.

'Actions speak louder than words, remember?'

'Really?  Maybe you better show me.  I kinda don't remember.'

She threw her pillow at him.

'You better remember!'

Portland, Oregon

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