"I never thought of it that way." Shielding her eyes, she raised her face to the sky. "I'm not sure I'm ready for all this."
"Take it one day at a time."
"But that's the thing. I'm kind of okay now, but I know we're not going to stand on the lawn for two hours next week."
"No," he murmured. He hadn't considered she'd want to continue taking his class, not when she could barely tolerate the birches. "We won't."
"I think I've had enough forest-related instruction for the day." A breeze lifted the ends of her hair. "Can we check out the pond?"
"Sure."
Side by side they squished through the grass.
"Do you come here a lot with your wife?"
Bryan almost stumbled. He had that one coming. He shouldn't have said anything. Shouldn't have mentioned a wife.
He might be divorced, but it didn't mean he was single.
"No," he said. "I can't say I do."