"A retreat is like a hippi commune type thing." Jennifer answered. 'I have read about it in books. Everyone works together. you spend time in silence. no one questions the authority on what is going on because in theory, the authority is sweetness and light. So I guess we are retreating from the world."<br/>Max considered this.<br/><br/>"So you are 'meeting" with Olivia later.Does this mean you guys are going to hook up?"<br/><br/>Before he could answer, the silver bell chimed and everyone filed into the parlor, a room with french doors on three walls, ten foot high ceiling and a massive stone fireplace occupying the fourth wall. A fire burned cheerily there. The room was devoid of furniture but rich in plants. Stacks of floor pillows were scattered around . Each person chose one to sit on. Jennifer noticed that people grouped themselves as they had in the kitchen, but most left the young man who had approached her alone. She wanted to sit by one of the exit doors but Max pulled her up front close to the "boss lady" as Jennifer now thought of her. The  meeting came to order and Olivia Desert Rose said,<br/><br/>"After breakfast is eaten and cleaned up. we will board the Sky Bus for the retreat. We will be going to the Pueblos where the Native owners have agreed to allow us to stay for the retreat. Have your gear packed and ready to go. Once there, we will discuss the schedule and rotations. Any supplies necessary that we find we have forgotten, Jack will be available to bring them out."<br/><br/>She nodded at the young man that no one was sitting by and then rang the bell.<br/><br/>"You are free." she said and walked from the room.<br/><br/>Jennifer stood and thought about seeking out Jack. He had talked to her in the kitchen. He was cute and might be fun to get to know. Max came and put his hand in the small of her back, directing out of the room.