"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm studying your rocks," she replied, taking a sip of beer to moisten her dry mouth, another symptom of the state of her nerves.
His smile disappeared, and his eyes widened. He glanced about and then he leaned towards her and whispered conspiratorially, "You know, I think that's the most forward thing a woman's ever said to me!" "But I like it!" he declared, sitting back with a huge Cheshire cat-like grin overspreading his face.
She took one look at him and burst out laughing. She hadn't fully swallowed the sip of beer she'd taken and some of it sprayed out.
"No, no," she choked out between fits of giggling, "I mean ... real rocks ... as in geology!"
"Oh!" He joined in laughing, looking somewhat sheepish.
This is the story of a young woman who travels to a remote area to do fieldwork for her Ph.D. in geology and all that she experiences there: rocks, nature ... and a man.
WARNING: this novel contains some real geology ... among other things ;-)!