“Any idea what the time is?” I asked.
He looked up at the sun.
“Maybe 4:30?” he guessed.
“Oh.” We’d been dropped off around 9:00. The implications of that hit me. I put my shoulders back. It didn’t matter anymore.
Hand in hand, clothed in Eden, we rounded the corner and saw a crowd waiting for us, the last ones to finish. I took some comfort in most of them still being bare.
The banner over the crowd read, “Sun-Chasers Nude Day Special Run!”
A cork popped and flew off into the woods. A round of applause broke out, a couple of whistles.
I didn’t care.
Looking up at Dale beside me, I so didn’t care.
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