“Must be nice,” River saidbitterly.
“It is,” Greg said. “I have five brothers and asister.”
“Wow, that’s a big family,”Daisysaid.
“Not really. Not for a famer,” Greg said with a shrug. “What do you guys do? Do youhavejobs?”
“Not right now,” Andy said. “But we’ll getsomesoon.”
He and Daisy exchanged a peculiar look, as if they were hidingsomething.
“What about you?” Gregasked.
“Turn on, tune in, drop out,” River said through a puff ofsmoke.
“What’s that mean?” Gregasked.
“It means open your mind. What you think of as your existence is just an illusion brought on bytheMan.”
“What man?” Gregasked.
River shook his head and smiled before takinganothertoke.
“Two years ago, we were at the Human Be-In in San Francisco,” Daisy said. “Timothy Leary said ‘turn on, tune in, drop out,’ so we did. I only had six months until graduationanyway.”
“Golden Gate Park was in a purple haze that day,” River said. “It was all White Lightning andFoxes.”
“White lightning?” Gregasked.
“LSD, man,” River chuckled. “You really arehemmedup.”
“Just because I don’t do drugs doesn’t mean I can’t have fun,”Gregsaid.
“What do you do for fun?” Daisyasked.
“Ridehorses.”
“Soundsgroovy.”
“You ever ride?” heasked.
“Nope, but one day I will,” she said in a dreamy tone. “I want to ride astallion.”
“I bet you do,” Meadow said withagrin.
Daisy glared at her friend before turning toward him. The swell of her breasts peeked over the top of her gauzy dress. The material was so thin that he could see the peach outline of her skin beneath it. He dropped his gaze to the fire as flames of lust licked down his spine. What he wouldn’t give to feel the softness of her skin under hispalms.
“So you’re a farmer?” Daisyasked.
“Yeah. We have a large plot of land dedicated to everything from peas to radishes togarlic.”
“That sounds amazing,”shesaid.
“It’s a lot of work especially now that my brothersareaway.”
“Where are they?” sheasked.
“Vietnam.”
