"I'd love to do more," he said, quietly -- meaning acupressure, not anything else, for perhaps the only time ever -- "but I think that's what I can do for the here and now. Let's book a Red Spring session when all this is done, huh?"

He moved slightly, beneath her, with a little grimace. Blanket or not, a couple of rocks had definitely left his back sore and dented after hours of not moving. "I've heard of kidney stones, but this is ridiculous."