Reese faces me, wide-eyed. “All the way out here?” “Privacy, princess. Thought you’d like it.” As Reese gets out of the UTV, she freezes. Closing her eyes, her head inclines to the south. “There’s water around?” “Good ear.” I nod at a pale buttercream two-story chalet to my right. “There’s a lake about ten yards past that chalet.” Her gaze drifts to the forest. “Can I have that one?” I shrug. “Suit yourself.”
