I was not in the best mood as we continued to trek through the forest. Even though Jonah had slept right next to me, I hadn’t slept well. And although the camping coffee maker was a sweet gesture on Joey’s part, the resulting drink was no Starbucks. It was so bad, I dumped out my third cup after the first sip. An action I would have never done back home. So when Joey started whistling our theme song, I had to close my eyes to beg patience with him. I knew he wasn’t the source for my aggravation.
I decided then to strike up a conversation. I focused on Reena, who was just ahead of me.
"What"s your origin story? The dynamic trio?"
"What?" Reena glanced over her shoulder at me. "What do you mean?"
"Your story," I dodged a branch before I ran smack into it. "How did the three of you meet?"
