TriptychChapter 26
WE STOPPED IN YAKIMA for lunch and I filled the tank on general principles. I spent most of lunch staring at her breasts. “Paint a picture; it lasts longer,” Kate said, blushing. “I think I’ll do that,” I said. It was obvious that we’d entered a new phase of our relationship. As we drove the last leg from Ellensburg to Seattle the conversation turned serious and I could tell Kate had something on her mind. I decided to prod her. “Something’s bothering you, Kitten,” I said. “Are you sad to...