“This was an adventure. She was alive and awake and in charge, and Devin needed to see that. A kaleidoscope of landscapes passed like a slide show- farmland, sandy pine barrens, cypress ponds. This is what Kate’s mother had referred to as the “Wet South, as they’d made their way to Lost Lake the last time. She’d made it sound unexplored and exotic, something untoward and almost fearful.”
