Later that sweltering evening, I climbed into my tiny tent and lay down on top of my bedroll, twisting the lighter blanket around me mummy-style.

Ren ducked his head in to check on me and laughed. “Do you always do that?”

“Only when camping.”

“You know bugs can still get in there.”

“Don’t say that. I like to live in ignorance.

Auteur: Colleen Houck