“It’s not at all too cold for this,” she said once she was lying on top of him. “I would have thought it was, not above a minute ago, but not now, James.”
“That’s because you’re on top. Come along, Corrie, I won’t be able to do my very best with my back frozen to the ground.”
Douglas and Alexandra Sherbrooke watched their son and his wife racing across the lawn toward the gazebo.
Douglas said, “It’s too cold.”
“They’re young. The last thing they need is more heat,” said his wife as she hugged him. “I’m very glad that your grandfather built that gazebo. I wonder, do you think he was young once?”