he said to her. “The lake is beautiful, so you’ll fit right in.”
He really was trying too hard this morning. Lindsey decided it was too early for her to deal with this, so she began to put her things away to get off the bus and wait in the lobby. But as she stood up, Martha climbed on. “Thank you,” Lindsey whispered toward the heavens.
“Good morning, honey!” Martha sat down in the seat behind her.
With one more glance in her direction, Don stood up and left the bus to greet the others.
“Hey Martha,” Lindsey said. “Are you excited about today?”
“Oh yes. The lake is serene and energizing at the same time. You’ll love it,” she assured.
“Where’s Joyce?”
“She’s still in the room. Her husband wants her to check in at the beginning and ending of every day. My silly brother can’t go a day without her.”
“That’s sweet,” Lindsey said. “I want my husband to feel the same way about me.”
“You’re married?” Martha asked with surprised.
“No, no. I just meant that my husband of one day . . . I hope he’s out there and will feel that way about me.”
“Speaking of potential husbands, honey, here’s Steve. He’s not looking very happy this morning though, is he?”
Martha was right, Lindsey thought. Steve looked angry, and apparently, his anger was directed at his partner. Steve walked right up to Don and stood toe to toe with him, and Lindsey could tell the conversation was heated. Don’s body language suggested he was pretending innocence, and after a few minutes, Steve turned away and entered the bus.
“Good morning, ladies,” he said with the same sweet smile he always had.
Lindsey noticed that he had exchanged his previous day’s red pants for bright orange ones. He looked like a carrot in orange pants and the orange shirt. She wondered who chose those ridiculous outfits.
He sat down next to Lindsey. “How are you this early morning?” he asked.
“Maybe I should ask you the same thing. You look a little rough.”
“Oh. I’m fine. Don never reset the alarm for me, so I overslept a little, but I made it in time.”
“You two are roommates too?”
“Oh yeah. Our lives are so intertwined, it’s sometimes hard to tell the difference between us,” he laughed. “Of course, I am the more handsome one!”
Lindsey rolled her eyes and laughed at his pretend arrogance. At least she hoped it was pretend.
The rest of the group climbed in the bus, and they were on their way to Lake Minnewanka.
“Once again, we have your tickets, so please see me before you leave the parking lot,” Steve announced over the microphone. “The boat tour is one and a half hours. After that, we will meet back here, and then on to the Hoo Doo’s for a picnic lunch, which we will provide.”
Lindsey waited for the other travelers to get off the bus and then she and Steve walked out together. He playfully put his arm around her shoulders. He was so happy to be here with her that he couldn’t resist touching her somehow. He felt Lindsey stiffen slightly, but she didn’t pull away. Steve was about to remove his arm from her shoulders when Don walked up behind them and put his arm around her from the other side. “We’re off to see the Wizard!” he belted out, teasingly. The three of them laughed as they walked toward the boat, but Lindsey couldn’t shake the uncomfortable and intruding feeling that crept up whenever Don was around.
Steve directed Lindsey to the place with the best view, the upper deck, and the three of them found seats together. A young, female voice boomed out over the speaker system.
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