They had a hot soak in the bathhouse, followed by some splashing around in the chilly chlorinated swimming pool. By then, they were ready to work. They spread out their files and notepads on a picnic table under a big umbrella. Myra came by and offered to bring them a chilled bottle of wine, but they opted for lemonade, and she brought it along with a plate of BLT sandwiches made with tempeh instead of bacon. They ate happily, all business. In the heat of the afternoon, Keiko excused herself for a nap in the bungalow, and Eli had a snooze outside in a lawn chair. By all appearances, they were a couple of schoolteachers on a working vacation. Eli could tell Myra approved of Keiko, not that it mattered. Which, of course, it did.
The day had been uneventful, and they decided they’d venture o
