Justine looked toward the south. She said, “I think that I would like to homestead somewhere warm. I want to turn the earth and plant gardens. I want harvest vegetables in the autumn and can the bounty.”
Jack gave her a puzzled look.
Justine shook her head. “I don’t mean now. I mean if we survive the next ten or twenty adventures. When we get tired of the too cold and the too hot and the creeping things that want to eat our faces.”