CHAPTER 4
Springtime. I’ve always loved the spring. And today’s going to be perfect. Time to get myself up and out of bed.
Mom gives her normal rat-a-tat-tat on my bedroom door. I push the covers off and call out, “Come in.”
She’s full of smiles. Steps over and kisses me on the cheek. “How’s my little graduating senior?” she asks in a melodic voice. Usually she’s way too cheerful in the morning. It annoys me when she comes in singing songs or making jokes. But not today.
Today, I’m even more of a morning lark than she is.
It’s the senior trip today. You have no idea how much begging Mom had to do to convince Dad to let me go. “It’s just a reason to skip school and party,” he grumbled.
Which is when Mom stepped in and offered the family cabin. It wasn’t that far from the campsite wher
