The lake water lapped against the docks as Powell strode along the boardwalk with hollow, steady footsteps. He stepped up onto the Adairs’ porch to join Andrew and the other members of their rowing team as they gathered for early spring training. Midday sunlight filtered through the dense trees above as light laughter rang from inside the cottage. The door opened and out came Allison, looking fresh and radiant.
“I thought I’d go for a ride into town. Would you care to join me?”
Andrew declined. “We’re in training for the regatta. We’re determined to win it this year.”
“I’m sure you will,” Allison replied with sparkling eyes.
“Why don’t you ask Samuel to take you?”
Powell glowered at Andrew’s suggestion.
Allison hesitated. “Well, yes. I suppose I could.” Allison looked out toward the
