Marcy locked the barn and started the long journey back to the main camp with her daughter. She was tired and thought about just staying in and skipping the Bon Voyage Bonfire.
She yawned plenty of times over the trip and nearly fell as she tripped over uneven terrain. She finally made it to the camp and went to the house where her family was staying.
She went inside and laid her sleeping daughter down before stripping and taking a shower to take the animal smell off her. She dressed in shorts and a camp shirt before waking Mickey up and going to where the bonfire was held.
Staff was still setting up so she set Mickey down and helped out. Campers and counselors arrived in droves.
Mal sought out his wife. He found her handing out bars of chocolate for the s'mores. "Hey." He felt like he hadn't seen her all summer.
"Hey." She said absentmindedly. "How was your day?"
"Long." He shrugged. "You?"
She gave him a look before a small child grabbed her attention.
He waited for the line to go down some before he touched her arm. "Let's go sit down."
"I can't." She hated that. "They want me to play."
"Right now?"
"Yeah. It's seven, right?" She looked at her phone. "It's after. I'm late. Can you finish handing out the chocolate? I can tell the line is about to swell."
He didn't want to. He wanted to spend time with her. "Sure."
"Thanks." She stepped from behind the folding table.
"Wait!" He called after her but was too late. She was gone. "No kiss?" He pouted. He'd see her that night. He was getting his kiss.
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The Way We Were
ChickLitMarcy Jones is twelve when she gets pregnant by her very best friend, Mal Chang. Their parents force them to marry but it's a dream come true for the very much in love duo. Follow their journey as they become one with their children and figure out l...
