The group dispersed quickly once the food was gone and the room set to rights again. Jest led the way outside and headed toward a low shed past the pool and pool house. As they rounded the corner of the building, he fished a key out of his pocket.
“If you’re game to do a little ATV sand-hogging, I’ll show you one of my favorite places.”
He glanced back at Greene, waiting to see how the other man would respond.
“Haven’t been on one in a while. If you’re driving, I think I can hang on. Got a spare helmet? I don’t ride without one.”
“Me neither. Even if my head may not be my best asset, I’m kinda fond of it. Plus it holds up my hair. Sure, we’ve got a lot of helmets. More than one ATV, too. Everybody rides now and then, more in the winter, but it’s not too hot yet, so you could drive your
