And I said no. Of course I said no.
For the summer, Monkey goes to a Camp W, run by a private school that owns a large "farm" in a nearby community, so campers can have a real outdoor camp experience without an incredibly long bus ride. There are daily swimming lessons, sports, nature walks, arts & crafts, and each week has a theme. The counselors have been there for each of the three years he's attended the camp, and they are all lovely teenagers. Monkey gets strong and tan and confident. It's great. He hangs out with Little Girl K, whom he has known since pre-school.
That is, until today.
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