Fade to White
During the morning Jerek and Tryne worked on small and menial jobs that felt more along the lines of busy work. Jerek couldn’t help the feeling that Tryne had turned her back on her normal routine, at least for the time being since all the things Tryne ordered him to do were directly related to their immediate needs. Just after midday, Tryne hung up her last wet apron on the clothes’ line and with a smile watched Jerek as he worked.
“Come on, let’s go have some fun,” Tryne called, waving to Jerek.
“Don’t you want me to . . . ?”
“No,” Tryne cut him off. Dropping the axe, Jerek walked over to Tryne who took him by the arm, once again leading him to the brook. Tryne hitched up her skirt, exposing her bare legs as she kicked off her shoes.
Jerek blinked. “What are you doing?”
“Haven’t you ever done this before?” Tryne asked, stepping into the water.
“No.” Jerek watched her curiously.
“What kind of rock do you live under?” Tryne kicked some water at Jerek. “Come on, it’s fun!”