"That wasn't any dream, Martha," he answered with a grin. "All the people in the village are going to start realizing it pretty soon. They'll need some help. We'd better walk down there. Them people across the ridge, too. Bet they'll be hightailing it back over here first thing you know. And something else, there's an E ship here, come to find out why we didn't communicate."
"Well whatever on Earth are you talkin' about, Jed?" she asked curiously. "It won't be time to communicate for a couple of days yet. You ought to know that. Have you been dreaming, too? Or you and the boys fermenting something? Here, let me smell your breath!"
"Aw, now Martha," he said with a huge grin. He clambered out of the hammock and stood up, took her in his arms, hugged her tightly.
"Jed!" she scolded. "Right out here in the front yard in front of everybody." But she didn't struggle away from him.
"Won't matter a bit," he said. "Not after what's been goin' on in front of everybody right along."
"Whatever has been goin' on can't be half as bad as what I've been dreamin'," she said.
"Better start gettin' used to the idea that it wasn't a dream, Martha," he cautioned.
"Jed!" she scolded again, her face aflame with embarrassment.