I opened the back door to my house, without bothering to put shoes on, and walked towards the line of trees that stood at the entrance to the forest. It was summer and the warm breeze carried with it the smell of nature, thick and...

β€œCome on, Jim, you know it’s going to suck.” I didn’t nod, though I wanted to.Β  Mark was right, as usual.Β  Most of camp had sucked, to be honest. Tom, on the other hand, tried once more to be the voice of reason, even as he tugged...

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