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Once they were past the command trailer, Allie fell in step with Kayla, and laid a hand on the corner of her wheelchair. “Don’t let Paul bully you,” she advised with a cheery smile. “He means well, and we really couldn’t survive without him. He keeps us all on track…and on budget.” A trace of malicious humor briefly colored her voice. “But bless his hyperactive heart, he really does need a lithium drip!
“Heaven only knows how he manages to thrive on all that nervous tension! Any other ten people would keel over from a heart attack!”
The sultry heat eased slightly as she turned right, and led them across a newly-made wooden ramp that extended toward the thick curtain of trees. “Our techs have been busy,” she added, brushing her fingers against the rough split-log railing. “They enjoy a
