"Wake up, sleepyhead." Ethan groaned as the male voice permeated his sleep, and he turned this way and that way, reluctant to get up. While he was still struggling to wake up, he felt strong hands grab him and begin shaking him awake. He shook his head and sat up in the bed even though it was the last thing that he wanted to do. His friends obviously thought that they were still boys.
"What's up?" Ethan croaked in a voice that sounded as though it belonged to a frog and then cleared his throat.
"We're going for a hunting trip, that's what," Chad replied.
"Really? Why would we want to do that?"
"For fun, that's why."
"I've got to be on my way," Ethan said, although he wished to follow his friends on the trip. Chad must have heard the wistfulness in his voice because he began to persuad
