It was mid-afternoon when we set out back to camp. Samuel had offered we ride with him but I had to use the kids as an excuse. I needed to spend a lot of time with them since summer camp was almost coming to an end. I couldn't believe it was more than 4 weeks since I and Joan had arrived at Chestnut Beaver but it seemed longer. Within this period, I had been so active than all the 19 years of my life put together. I have made out with 2 men, fought with my best friend, reunited with an old flame, and in the process of reuniting with a boyfriend I never broke up with. Joan had declined Samuel's offer for a ride; she said she was in the mood to walk.
Although we were still trying to repair things between us and I know somehow that things would never be the same, I was glad to know that we
