A short stocky man in a white T-shirt and matching sneakers jabbed a hand at Alex.
At his affirmative nod, she hurried to her room and changed into jeans and sneakers before he could change his mind.
Tugging on her socks and sneakers, she made the bed and left the room.
Jeans, sneakers and a Harvard tee shirt made up her attire.
Katie hesitated before shuffling forward on her knees. She carefully touched the woman's leg then patted it as she followed it down to the thick roots wrapped around her ankles. Unable to see exactly how she was stuck, Katie used her cold fingers to fumble around the root and the woman's sneakers. "It's really jammed in there," she said at last.
He looked down at her feet, and after noting she wore sneakers said, "You up for a little hike first?"
He was a migrant handyman with no calluses.