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There is nothing unfamiliar about thewarmth of Jane's bony butt and thecold of Jane's curling toes againstDarcy around two in the morning. The desert wind's shake the camper. A coyote howls and Darcy wonders if the coyote has a friend sticking its cold toes against their leg too."--Mnngh, wear socks you icicle-"But Darcy wiggles backward untilshe fits snug against her boss, herfriend, and when Jane begins toquietly shake because she's sotired of waiting- (not for him, for answers, for success)-Darcy turns around and holds heruntil she falls asleep.