“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
I stared at the backpack Joey was trying to convince me held all the essentials I would need when we were in the woods. I went from staring at the backpack to him.
“I can’t carry that. It’s bigger than I am.”
“It’s not so bad.” He shook his head at me. “Now turn around. I have to adjust the straps for you.”
I glared at him for a good five seconds before I did what he asked. I could see Reena trying her best not to laugh as he hefted the heavy thing onto my back. I frowned when he came back into view.
“Joey, what the hell is in this thing? Concrete?” I lifted my shoulders as he reached out to adjust the right strap. “Stones? The entire Theia Productions shoe collection?”
“Survival kit.” He kept his eyes down as he tugged at the nylon. “Your bag has your
