Chapter 13
Jacksonville, FL
Saturday morning
NATE WAS A SWIMMER and I had a spare pair of Speedos, so he went to the Y with me early Saturday morning. After we swam laps and were settled in the steam room, I heaved a sigh.
“What’s that for?” he said.
“That was a sigh of relief. I didn’t manage to swim very often on that trip, and it’s almost like starting over again from scratch.”
“Surely it’s not that bad.”
“Okay, so I’m exaggerating a little.”
George and Mike entered the locker-room while we were getting dressed. “You guys are here early for a Saturday,” Mike said.
“I had to hit the ground running this morning,” I said. “After being out of town for three weeks, I’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”
“Have fun,” George said.
“Oh, we will,” Nate said.
Nate and I had a busy morni
