The first night at her first camp, Gina was tired. She’d helped dig the latrines she was sure she could never use. Too gross. She was sharing a tent with her friend Gwen. Now it was time for everyone to gather at the campfire. The trees were dark beyond the fence. Could there really be wolves? Or was Gwen teasing? She’d seen foxes, but she knew nothing about wolves beyond Red Riding Hood. They sat crosslegged in a circle together. The flames caught, lighting the laughing faces. Smiling, Rosie passed her a marshmallow. Gina felt happiness engulf her. Camp was fun.
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