Tom and Hunter mountain meadow

MOUNTAIN M EADOW, IN THE SADDLE

TOM: How often do you see Chloe?

HUNTER: Every other Christmas, birthday and spring break, and the last few weeks of her summer. 

TOM: You and Barbara on good terms?

HUNTER: We are. 

TOM: Are her parents living?

HUNTER: Yes, John and Jan are retired attorneys in Paso Robles.

TOM: Well that ain't too far from San Luis Obispo.

HUNTER: Half hour drive, and there's a train.

TOM: In good health?

HUNTER: Yes. They were athletes and college and swim and walk regularly. How about you and Wanda?

TOM: We walk around the block in the mornin' and evenin' and square dance Thursdays.

HUNTER: Can we revisit you meeting in A-A.

TOM: Yessir. 

HUNTER: First sight.

TOM: Yessir. In line for cofffee. 

HUNTER: How's the drinking these days?

TOM: We'll have a beer with a movie Saturday nights and a glass of wine with Ruth when we're down. Pretty much been that way since we met.

HUNTER: Wanda had a daughter from a previous marriage 

TOM: Yessir. Rebecca. Drowned in a lake at summer camp whe she was eleven. Foglost has a little to do with drinkin'.

HUNTER: I had a problem. Not that you asked.

TOM: Was wonderin'. 

HUNTER: You've read Foglost.

TOM: Readin' it. Forgot it on my nightstand. 

HUNTER: Where are you in it?

TOM: Bob's just bought the boat. Drinkin' not a problem anymore?

HUNTER: Not a problem anymore. I have a beer at night on the patio and wine with dinner on occasion.

TOM: Ya look like ya use your gym room.

HUNTER: Have to keep up with Chloe.