I arrived early.
I crawled through the small doorway we had made and sat in the corner next to our window. It was a small, shabby little thing, but what can you expect when two ten-year-old girls built it?
It had a tin roof, mismatched plywood walls, and an old carpet. We had found all of the building materials in an old abandoned house in our neighborhood.
I was surprised that no one other than us had ever used it. It was pretty well hidden, I guess.
I sat with my knees to my chest, hoping that she wouldn’t stand me up. I didn’t think she would, but I also never thought there would be such a distance between us, either.
I heard a rustling near the clubhouse, and for a second, I was scared. It was dark and creepy outside.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Jennifer crawling throu
