Julianna had stuck with water because the only other beverage on offer was soda, and she didn't care for the sweetness of it. She didn't take her tea with a lot of sugar either. Sweets, she felt, should be limited to desserts.

"I'm actually freshly emigrated," she told the man at the helm. "A colleague of mine said a teaching position had just opened up at the university, and that I'd be on the fast track to tenure if I was able to get in. They needed someone well-traveled, with experience with native cultures. And published, of course."

She shouldn't bore the man. She was playing Place The Accent, trying to figure out what county he was from. The smell of the lake was fresh in the slight breeze. Yes, it was a fine day for a sail.