tess didnt need to be talked into sneaking across transgression sent an erotic jolt into our  to Czec passage to t me in bed until mid-morning. y about my age. I needed to kno tion of returning rees, lakes, and  long dormant, in my senses. tecture of stone and exposed timber ly as I ured, and at inns and cafes, t bore familial traces in turdy bodies, fine cures, clear blue eyes, and so Boo cross into t t on the German line.

    Since it  dedicated in 1222, tle at ter of to several times, most recently after orld ar II. On a sunny Saturday, tess and I o ourselves except for a young German family o building. t up to us outside, near te  ran along tys rear border, a fortress against attack from t and the Eger River beyond.

    quot;Pardon me,quot; to tess in Englis;you are American, rigograpake? Of my family, on my camera?quot;

    I blanc being so easily recognizable as Americans. tess smiled at me, took off  on t ts. ters, and as tion t I once  of suco etess took a feeps backo squeeze to t, quot;Vorsic; traig tess opped at , reaching in his small hands.

    quot; do you ; tess bent to meet his face.

    from  tess nearly stepping on t I could barely ligo t  name in almost ty years. All of t quite forgotten. I reac to toucess to  t of mind.

    After t, o rails bele. Along one pature cave, and in front, signs of an encampment, o me like an abandoned ring. I led us a to a traffic. Around tEG pointed to a dirt road to t, and  sream. On te bank lay t anot, an