Author: Kimberley Jackson

What a beautiful day. Sam stretched under the warming beams of the midday sun. The previous evening’s thunderstorm had cooled the air to a point where sun tanning was enjoyable. The calm waves of the lake lapped at the wooden planks in a soothing rhythm.

Through half-closed lids, she looked out across the lake at the line of her fishing pole dancing softly over the water’s surface. Who’d have thought fishing would be this relaxing?

She leaned back in her chair and yawned. “This is great.” She smiled at Jack sitting next to her, and he smirked.

“Told ya. Really gets you back down to earth from all the missions when you do this for an hour early in the morning.”

She reached out and trailed her hand over his forearm. Through the clear water, the bottom of the lake gleamed with its fine-grained sand.

If only they had a lake like this close to camp… Despite Antarctica’s mild temperatures, the air and water never warmed enough for an actual summer day. What she wouldn’t give to dive into the clear waves of this lake and float around for a while.