That night John and Minette went back into the woods and lay together. John had never been with a woman before, and everything about Minette was a miracle to him. Once she laughed out loud because of the way he was studying her. “It’s because you’re perfect and wonderful,” he said solemnly. He watched while she slipped out of her clothes, something her husband would have never done. She felt as if she was a constellation or a blade of grass.
