"Where is everybody?" she asked Janey who was reading a book over tea. The sun streamed in the huge kitchen windows.

"Other people work for a living," Jane said, frowning at her. Terry knew that her big sis still hadn't forgiven her for her little frolic on the bus with Eddy.

Teresa fried herself an egg and made toast. As she ate she could hear the noise from the sawmill somewhere in the distance. It sounded close enough to walk to. She wondered if her sandals would be good enough to get her there.

"Roger sure has gotten cute, hasn't he?" she said, finishing her orange juice.

"I guess so." Janey didn't look up from her book.

"And Uncle Nat is a fox! I never remembered him like that when I was younger."

Janey glared at her. "He is your uncle, you know."

"Sure. What does that have to do with it." She smiled. "He's still good-looking."

"I just don't know what you're thinking half the time, little sister." Jane poured herself more tea. "Forget I said anything."

"That's easy," Terry giggled, "you never say anything worth remembering." She got another hard look. She got up and walked around the big kitchen. When she turned, Jane was watching her with obvious disapproval.

"You should buy your T-shirts so they reach past your navel."

"Oh, Janey, you're so straight. What do I care if some guy sees my belly."

"You should care. When a man sees a girl's belly he's really thinking of something else."

Terry hugged herself and shivered. "Ohhhh, I like that. I like to tease them. They deserve to be teased for having those weird snakes growing out of their body like they do…"

Jane slammed her book shut. "I wish you wouldn't talk like that."

"And anyway, who's going to see my belly button out here in these woods?" Teresa slumped into a chair and started putting on her sandals. "My uncle and my brother? Big deal." Terry watched Jane go over to the stove for more hot water. "Don't you ever, ever think about sex?"