A Perfect World

Prompt: #002 Perfect World

"This really is perfect, isn't it?" Sam murmured from the deckchair beside Jack. She had finally accepted his offer to go fishing with him and they had ended up sitting side by side on the waters' edge after a long drive down to the cabin.

Both were content to just sit and watch the faint ripples break the surface of the lake as a gentle breeze picked up and the sky darkened. The actual fishing part would happen later.

Jack glanced up to meet Sam's eyes and smiled. "Sure is," he agreed. He looked around them, appreciatively. "A perfect world…"