A few days ago we were walking in a wooded area on the eastern part of the Lakewalk. Chuck was pushing the stroller and made a grab for me with his left hand. He pulled me close, tight-like, and I think I puckered up assuming we were going to have a moment.
He ignored my lips and went for my ear. He whispered:
"I just want you to know that there is a snake on the trail in front of us."