Both take long drinks from their bottles and Robert nudges Jillian under the table and she finally looks up. He admits, “I like this young man, Jill.”
“Yeah, I’m kind of growing attached to him, too. Must be the sun,” she jests, gazes his way and her pulse reacts, privately. It validates her feeling toward James to know that her father approves, as he is not a man easily impressed.
Emma breaks her own silence, “I was going to ask what the outside temperature was, but I see you don’t have your watch, Robert.” He smirks and thinks to just step outside to read the figure off the weather station, but Emma continues, “Does anybody know the highest temperature that people can survive? You know, with enough water?”
James perks up with an answer, “I remember from Earth Science that Death Valley
