We lounge by the craggy rocks that cradle the thermal pool, the steam softening faces and my mood. I watch a plump woman in a two-piece swimsuit unsteadily descend into the hot springs; a grin spreads across her face, then mine.
“She shouldn’t wear that,” whispers Jared. My smile turns upside down. “What?” he asks.
I push away from him and slowly paddle around the pool. The plump woman joins a jowly man with a sunburnt face. He whispers in her ear. She giggles and kisses his cheek. My smile returns.
I circle back to Jared. “We need to talk.”
“She shouldn’t wear that,” whispers Jared. My smile turns upside down. “What?” he asks.
I push away from him and slowly paddle around the pool. The plump woman joins a jowly man with a sunburnt face. He whispers in her ear. She giggles and kisses his cheek. My smile returns.
I circle back to Jared. “We need to talk.”
