"Yesterday", Caydance said to her Mother, "Griff and I drove down the coast to the Huygens Campus. It was a beautiful drive on a winding road with spectacular views to the ocean. In the trunk was a cooler containing a bottle of Napa Valley Sauvignon Blanc and a picnic basket containing quiche from the French deli, a Caesar salad, and apple pie."
In the Sports Bar, the sound of baseball and conversations about coaching strategies had reached a crescendo. "The exit is not well marked", Caydance contiued,"and this was only the second time that I had been to Huygens, but Griff knew how to find the access road that led through redwoods and meadows to the campus. Long ago, the site was once a farm, and converted farm buildings key the architecture. I'd forgotten how beautiful the campus is.
"Overlooking wildflower-covered hills that roll down to the sea, on the edge of the campus, is a white cottage with blue shutters. Griff unlocked the door. Inside was an open room to which a small kitchen is attached. In a nook, a bed with a quilted cover. Someone had been there recently because on a table was a white tablecloth and fiestaware in shades of blue and blue green. Griff said: 'This is ours for late football nights. It comes with my contract. The table is already set. We could have our picnic here.' "
