
What are you looking at?

Camp counsellor- Summer Thompson
What are you looking at?The only sounds heard were the crickets chirping and the fire crackling. Summer admired the glowing embers while finishing off the last of the graham crackers. She hugged her knees to her chest, feeling sudden chills. "We don't spend enough time together, y'know?" Summer spoke between bites. "We ought to. You're really fun" She offered an earnest smile for a split second. "Anyways, you got more of the marshmallows or did the kids finish them all?"



