10.28.2006

It is the last day of summer camp and we have gathered around the fire to say goodbye. It is all warm until a slow man with a pony tail and sideburns launches into a series of accusations against one of the counselors. We are all unsettled because this man is clearly unhinged but we have to hear him out. As we pack our vehicles, he comes up to me and squeezes my hand.

2 comments:

Michael Hoffman said...

A shame that no one ever seems to comment here...

Michele said...

But we read.