“Yeah, we’re doing great, she’s fantastic, sweet, limber. How about you and Caleb?“
“Not so limber,” Julie says lightly.
But she remembers what limber was like. Limber and eager and puppyish. Wanting to please and it was exploration for him, rediscovery for her of places she’d forgotten. Places she’d liked very much. To get there, Luke made her use muscles that Jimmy hadn’t for years, places that Cal never will. He stretched her, but instead of a motel’s cheap painted walls, she chose the horizon viewed from a bricked castle. Its foundations will last.
Sometimes you don’t want limber.