From A Fine and Bitter Snow, the twelfth Kate Shugak novel:

The grin had faded, and Dan looked tired and for the first time since she’d known him every one of his forty-nine years.  “When’s the last time you had a vacation?” she said.

He rubbed his face again.  “I was Outside in October.”  He dropped his hands and looked at her.  “Family reunion.”

She snorted.  “That’s not a vacation, that’s indentured service.  I mean a real vacation, white sand, blue sea, drinks with little paper umbrellas in them served by somebody in a sarong.”

“Gee, I don’t know, that’d be about the same time you were there.”

“I don’t vacation,” Kate said, “I hibernate.”

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