Paddling back across the lake, we discovered that muscles unused to
this activity had grown stiff and sore. We bitched, joked, and
complained to each other as we worked out the stiffness and warmed to
the task of paddling. The sun sank behind the mountains and a light
breeze cooled us as we dug in harder with our paddles to move faster.
Neither of us wanted to be out on the lake in pitch darkness before
the moon came up.
After a stint of determined paddling we arrived at twilight. I helped
Mom carry things back to the cabin and then went out back to start the
generator. When I came inside Mom was taking a shower so I sat on the
porch and watched the moon come up and bathe the mountains in a wash
of silver light. When Mom finished I showered while she put together a
cold snack for dinner. Continue reading Teen summer romance 2.
