The trail forked, and I led us on the smaller of the paths, which took us into a dense grove of oak trees that loomed over thick, scrubby bushes and wild grass. It was early enough in the year that the grass was still mostly green, but it would dry to the color of straw soon.
"You look gorgeous, Lisa. It's time to lose the skirt."
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