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produced, to the main types of
commerce conducted.
     
    While the flames of unfulfilled
lovemaking stilled burned brightly between them, the ease with which he
respected and accepted her decision not to give into it fully – at least this
evening – was not lost on her.
     
    They silently entered the room again.
     
    Redmond kissed Janey squarely in the
middle of her forehead and said, “We’re going to go a bit further up into Hill
Country tomorrow, so sleep tight. We have another long day ahead.”
     
    And to her surprise, that’s just what
she did.

Chapter 11: The Wait is Over
     
                Janey
and Redmond were on the road by 10 the next morning, riding along in
companionable silence.
     
               
“I’m not much of a morning talker, especially before I have my first cup of
coffee. Seems like you’re not either,” Janey said, glancing at Redmond from
behind her Jackie O-sized sunglasses.
     
               
“It’s ok. I kind of sensed that. As you know, we kind of go with the flow here
on Sol y Besos , so no problem. Did you want to stop and grab another
cup? I know many of you Americans are addicted to your caffeine.”
     
               
“That would be great. Thanks.”
     
    By
noon, Janey was sitting in front of her next interviewee, a farmer who grew
everything from coffee beans to pepper.
     
    She
had been clued in by Redmond about the wide variety of food items the island
produced, so it was a real pleasure to interview a local farmer to get
first-hand accounts of how most independent farms on the island operated
     
    After
the interview, Redmond took her to an off-the-radar lagoon. It wasn’t on any
tourist map you’d find. He told her that many locals didn’t even know about it.
It was off the beaten path, behind a run-down, long-abandoned farmhouse.
     
    Janey
had learned to always pack a swimsuit whenever she went to the tropics. She
practically lived in one, often wearing it under her street clothes. This came
in handy when it got too hot because sometimes she would take her overshirt off
and walk around in just her bathing suit top with whatever bottoms she had on
if she needed to cool off.
     
    When
they reached the lagoon, she was glad she’d worn a bikini under her shorts and
t-shirt. The day was hot, so they lazed around in the cooling waters for well
over an hour.
     
    “How
did you ever find this place?” Janey asked.
     
    “When
I was little, my dad brought me here. He knew the family that lived on this
farm; his family and theirs often went to market together to sell their crops.”
    “So
your family were farmers?”
     
    “Are
farmers,” Redmond corrected.
     
    “My
mom and dad split up years ago, but they’re still friends and still farm
together. I have tons of uncles and aunts and cousins; they’re all farmers.”
     
    “Where
is this family farm?” Janey asked.
     
    “On
the western part of the island. My parents bought it when they first got
married and moved away from here. It’s about four hours from where you are in
the center.”
     
    “Is
that where your daughter is? She’s obviously not with you – at least not every
day.”
     
    “Yes,
my daughter lives with my mother because of school. It’s better for her as far
as consistency is concerned. I get her almost every weekend and go to see her
at least once during the week. The only time she’s not with me on the weekends
is when I have an away trip; like the one we’re on now.”
     
    “Does
your wife ever see her or talk to her?”
     
    “No,”
was all Redmond said.
     
    Janey
sensed that it was a closed topic, so didn’t ask any more questions.
     
    Soon
after that, Redmond said it was time that they pack up and get something to
eat. It was gonna be dark soon and he wanted to get back to the hotel before it
got too late.
     
    They
hadn’t had anything since the farmer’s wife insisted that they eat with them. Janey
smiled when she thought of the