Camp Time

Alana parked at the base of the hill that Marc lived on for many years. Sadly, a fire many years after the site closed destroyed much of it. Thankfully, nature is taking its course and it looks better. It will never be what Marc and his boys knew as teens. But it is something. One of Marc’s most favorite artifacts survived and is in the back of the site. If only the whole structure that this small piece of metal supported was still alive. Marc cries every time he nears it.

The two lovebirds had no idea where to search. They thought of going back to the area of the throne. Or maybe to the cliffs? Alana suggested they start at the lake’s dam. Marc laughed. He has great memories of BBQs at that site. The cookouts were infamous.

Meanwhile, Anat was shivering in her rented BMW. She vowed never to return to the area near her camp. She drove right by it. Many tears were shed as she passed its closed gates. If it weren’t for Covid-19, the camp would be open and humming with lots of kids. She could have parked by the gate and went in. But she knew she’d pass out. The good thing is she was wearing her new Timberlands.

And these days no one would be strong enough to take them from her.

She drove to the gate of Marc’s camp. She knew it had been closed for too many years. She was still nervous. She had no idea what to do. She was not a girl who liked hanging out in the woods. She sat in the car with Bauhaus cranking. She thought to herself how she totally transformed and even has a guy that likes her. Why did she want to go into this place? She could get lost, hurt, or eaten by a wild animal. She knew she could fight. But she never fought wildlife. Marc and Alana don’t count. Those two have never fought wildlife, either. But she knew if they were in this section of the camp Marc knew it like the back of his hand. He’d be ok. And his little goth princess would survive.

Marc and Alana were at the dam. They looked across the lake. Everything was quiet. Many canoe strokes away, the docks that Marc used to jump off of were still there. They sat on the small wooden footbridge and started kissing. While their lips were locked, Anat got out of the car and walked into the camp. She was shaking but feeling better. She had no idea where to go. She found a map of the camp on an alumni website. Sadly, the site was not searchable. Despite having the map to follow she had no clue, which trails to go on. She figured if Jay were still in the camp he’d be by the lake. People are drawn to water.

The other two were so into each other they didn’t hear the loud splashes feet away. They wound up getting soaked and broke out of each other’s arms. Standing 10 yards away was Jay.

He looked more disheveled than usual.