The river slowed around the large bend, almost as still as a pond. A fragrant breeze blew through the trees, giving much needed relief from the heat. I could hear a lazy fly buzz past.
I turned towards Kim. “It’s so peaceful,” I said.
She nodded, looking out at the reflections of the trees on the water, not at me.
“It’s nice to be able to find a nice, tranquil corner of the world for a few minutes,” I said.
She just nodded again, still not looking at me.
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