“Come on, girlfriend. Let’s get going.” Ginny stood on one foot and bent her other knee till her heel nearly touched her thigh. “You weren’t so impatient to get out on the path and start sweating last week. What’s going on?” “Nothing. I just want to get our walk in early so I can have dinner ready by the time Josh gets off duty.” Ginny straightened her knee, retied her trendy scarf at the throat of her pink warmup suit, and started off down the walking path. “Everything all right between you and Josh?” Of course Ginny would go right to the heart of things. She had an uncanny gift for that. Beth shrugged, trying to make the gesture look careless. “What could go wrong?” “Well, it wouldn’t be unheard of for the honeymoon to be over. Three months of marriage does that to a lot of couples.” “Not us,” Beth said. She picked up the pace a little and told herself that the tightness in her breathing was just because she hadn’t been patient enough today to warm up her muscles before starting to walk.
