Chapter 52018—late March
The grounds had been prepared for planting of new shrubbery, and the installation of a sprinkler system was scheduled to begin first thing the following Monday morning. Meanwhile, it was an unseasonably hot Friday afternoon, and Eric and Rusty had let their crews go home earlier than usual, because they had plans to beat the heat.
They climbed in Eric’s truck, leaving Rusty’s vehicle behind, and drove across the fields to a small tributary of the Savannah River. It was a fairly deep stream, and even though their favorite swimming hole was only a hundred yards or so from the river, a corkscrew twist in the stream’s bed made the spot totally invisible to passing river traffic.
‘I’ve been looking forward to this all day,” Eric said as he shed his clothes.
“Me, too
