The Defiant Duchess by Kari August

Author:Kari August [August, Kari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781798487747
Published: 2019-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“Stop! Oh, stop, stop, stop!”

Charlie pulled the truck to the side of the road. After they had changed clothes—Charlie in some of his usual dirty fishing attire and Mags in an outfit she had pulled out of her luggage—he had driven to the airport. Once there he had picked up the rental truck he had reserved, parked his car in the lot, and then transferred everything over to the new vehicle. This part of his trip Out West he had planned in detail—it was supposed to be his special treat of the vacation. He had read about Grand Teton National Park and Yellowstone—that the mountain driving could become difficult for some cars—and had rented the truck until he departed the area.

They had then entered Grand Teton National Park, picked up some brochures and a fishing permit, and aimed towards Jenny Lake. While the pooch snoozed in back, Mags had avidly read the pamphlets, scarcely looking at the scenery.

She had finally broken her silence at one point to inform Charlie, with some obvious pleasure, that he should not refer to the Park as the “Grand Tetons.”

“There is only one ‘Grand Teton’ mountain.” She had then glanced out the window. “I think that big one over there. It says here you should either say just ‘The Tetons’ or ‘Grand Teton National Park.’” She had then returned to her reading.

But now she had just gazed out again and yelled at him to stop.

“I have to take a longer look.” She stared a moment at the view. “Oh, Charlie. Have you ever seen anything lovelier?” She smiled back at him.

The view was impressive. Across the big lake, mountains soared steeply upward. He knew lakes with mountains could be seen anywhere around the globe, but these mountains seemed to come out of the water itself—with almost no shore—and ascended at an incredibly sheer rise.

He glanced in back. “Poochy is still sleeping. Want to try fishing here?”

She nodded enthusiastically. “I’ve gone hunting, but I’ve never fished before.”

“Easy as pie.” He got out of the truck and she followed. He gave her some of the gear, and they walked along a short path to a grassy beach. He attached a lure and showed her how the reel on the rod let out line, before stating, “Generally speaking, what you want to do is flick the pole first to three o’clock, then back to about eleven.”

She looked at him blankly. He demonstrated with his own rod. She made a partially successful attempt.

“Almost there.” He stood behind her and moved with her. On the third try, her line flew a decent distance.

She turned around excitedly. “Oh, look how far I threw, Charlie!”

He nodded. “Okay, you’re on your own now.”

They fished for a while, both content not to talk, but take in the serene moment. He doubted they would catch anything. Apparently, this time of year it was best fishing from a boat in the deeper water. Just when he was about to suggest moving on, she shouted, “I think I got one.

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