"Alright," I said to Clarkson, as I reviewed the list. "I'm leaving you in charge." "I'm honored." I rolled my eyes. "Dennis will be here in 15 minutes." "Of course." "Can you handle it?" "I think I can figure it out." "I'll be back in 30," I said, hiking my purse up over my shoulder. "Please don't burn the camp down or anything." "I'll try my best." I gave him a good shove before saying goodbye to my kids, promising to bring pizza upon my return. Today was Fun Friday, meaning that I was providing pizza for the kids' lunches. Meaning that I had to leave to actually pick up the pizza. And Kimberly had called out sick. I think she was still mourning she and Luca's break-up, but no matter because we were down a hand today. But Dennis had agreed to come in and fill in for the afterno
