The suit was made of something soft and it stretched when he pulled it. He held the mask to his face and looked through it. When Caledonia helped fit it properly on his face, he couldn’t help but blink repeatedly as a fog coated the inside. He snatched it off his head, exclaiming, “How does this help one see? It hinders mi breathing and created a fog through which I could not see.” “I’ll show you,” Caledonia explained patiently. She grabbed another mask and positioned it on her face with the strap across her head. She sounded funny when she spoke. “You have to breathe through your mouth and not your nose. That way it doesn’t fog up so you can see. Also, I’ll show you another trick that will help keep that from happening once we’re in the water. Now let’s get that suit on you.” She removed the mask, turned and stripped in front of him. His lips parted slightly and his breath hitched in his throat at the sight of her shirt lift. But his eyebrow arched and puzzlement twisted his expression at the color of her skin.
