Her childlike delight touched him, an unexpected counterpoint to her normal stiff manner. Anyone who found such joy in a simple natural phenomenon couldn’t really be the person she showed the world. What had happened to change the bright, happy child she must once have been into the grim, driven woman who pursued ambition with such determination? Instinct told him her father was at the root of the dense facade she had created.
They made several more stops before reaching the turn off to Sunrise and, finally, the dirt road to White River Canyon. Kit went through a phenomenal amount of film, but Bret couldn’t begrudge her. Anything that made a person so happy had to be worth any price. Since he could buy more film any time, he vowed not to comment, even if she shot every roll.
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Kit
