"Very profound insight." Wheelan ran his hand down her back, touching each of the white buttons on her sweater. "I'm still going to do something about it."
Though she was facing away Wheelan could feel her smile. "Glenn?" she said.
He undid the first small button. "Yeah?"
"I went out there last week. And it is quite relaxing. I've felt much happier this week."
Wheelan got to the second button before he realized what she had said. "Karen, you're kidding!"
"No. So you see, it's nothing so terrible."
Wheelan stood up. "Damn it. Damn it!"
Karen rose, reaching behind her to rebutton her sweater. "You're being pretty intolerant."
"Damn it, the whole town!" He backed away, his feet sinking deep in the cold sand.
Karen shrugged. "Don't take it so big." She looked up at him hopefully. "Well, you'll at least drive me home?"