They carried the basket containing sandwiches, a pail of beer, and a blanket between them. They shared grins whenever their fingers came into contact with each other.
“It’s not too far, maybe half a mile or so,” George murmured.
“I don’t mind, as long as I have a worthwhile reward waiting for me at the end of this hike.”
“You’d better believe you will.” He grinned at Bart. “I’ve been there a time or two with the girls and Little Thomas so Mama could have some time alone to rest.”
“Speaking of your ma, she looks good.”
“Do you really reckon so?”
“Yeah.”
“I wasn’t sure if it was just wishful thinking on my part. Dr. Choate didn’t think she had much longer, but he suggested taking her out here might be a good idea.”
“How’s she feeling?”
“She says better than she has in a while. She s
