*We go up to the river--icy cold, slick rocks, whitewater--and sit in silence soaking it in. Khaki follows me into the water and delicately laps. I sit on a rock and entice her into the deeper water. My feet lose feeling--can I walk back to shore?
*Coming back home we are all numb and sleepy. They sidle off to naps and I am left in the cool room drinking glass after glass of water like someone who has just crossed a desert.
*While swimming I glance over to the side of pool and see that he is studying a map.I am overwhelmed that this offspring is most like me.
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