Kristen
I’ve never been an out-doorsy type of woman. Maybe, partly because I never really had the opportunity. My last outdoor adventure had almost ended in death, so I was feeling a little uneasy about this whole week of camping in the great outdoors. But Joy was so happy and excited. After everything she’d been through in the last few months, separating from her dad, losing the home she’d grown up in, how could I deny her a week of camping fun?
Besides, Ezra had assured me it was all going to be very tame. There were indeed bathrooms and showers, though they were quite a long walk from our eagle teepee. There was also a mess hall with long tables and benches where we would be served three hot meals a day.
At first, I was relieved to to know that Ezra would be there. For some reason I
