Shadows of Yesterday

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my time at cam

uzzing around in groups, I stayed tucked away in my cabin. Reading, listening

t bother me. I

end, howev

gging at my blanket like a determi

covers tighter around

one leaving no room for argument. "It's been over a week, and all you've d

t my temples. "Do I

op

sat up and st

, pick out

d for my usual-an over-sized gr

ted into a lo

her head firmly. "Not. Y

ortable,"

. It's summer, fo

bag, scattering clothes across my bed. Everything she found-loos

s furrowed. "Why do you on

d by the question. I had

, she softened her t

g in a while," I muttered, h

waver. "How lo

voice dropping

anged-less puzzle

g was with my mom," I admitte

s thick and heavy, hanging i

mall, crooked smile. "Okay. That's the last time I'll brin

out a c

me kind of alien artifact. Th

ring that,"

you

I'm

s,

he top from her hands. "But I

lf. Just don't come crying to me

er my head before she

t wouldn't b

yb

ing sky. Laughter and conversation rippled through the air, blending with the

hoodie's sleeves. The heat was stifling, but I wasn't ab

d teased, nudging me pl

uttered. "This

fire. Familiar faces greeted me-people from my cabin-but there were plenty of other

, there

otice him. Not until

. Brief.

air. Haz

terthought. But this was different. His gaze lingered half

n Harring

oublemaker. The guy who hardly spoke but stil

s elbows, watching the fire as if it held the an

nd said, her voice cutting

his expression unreadab

dded

smiles. No awkward small ta

I was okay