Chance Encounter Ch 02
CHAPTER II — A Plant in Peoria Paul woke first on a Saturday morning. Lying on his back, he couldn’t see the clock. He judged the time to be early—before six—considering the hue of the light streaming into the cabin window and the songs of the birds in the surrounding forest. Partly alongside, and partly atop, Glenda lay in bed with him. Her deep rhythmic breathing told him that she wasn’t about to wake up. Paul thought that a change of pace might be enjoyable. He and Glenda had not seen one...