Stranded Again

-Jacey-

We stopped before nightfall, as even the conservation officer wasn’t stupid enough to go zipping around the lake without the aid of daylight. Ironically, we ended up at our old campground. It was empty now, but at least there was the fire pit where Girard started a fire.

“I’d suggest getting some shut-eye, but I’m pretty sure you won’t,” Girard said, and the conservation officer snickered.

I leaned against Caleb, both of us out of our life jackets now. Caleb was wearing a T-shirt and a button-down flannel shirt. I wore a Care Bear sweatshirt. Caleb had opened his shirt to tuck me against him and wrap it partially around me. Neither of us answered Girard’s stupid statement.

“I’ve always been curious, Caleb. Wha