Chapter Twenty Seven
I spent the day alone. I didn't want to hear about Camilo's victory. I already heard it like ten times this day and I felt that I had enough for one day. My stomach grumbled. I went into the boat to see if I could find anything left, but Camilo was a pig and he didn't leave me a thing. I stared at the empty cans tossed inside of the boat. "Yuck. What a pig," I mumbled out loud. Instead of eating, I ended up cleaning all of his mess. If it would have been, he would have left me something to eat. Nick. Where were you? He hadn't shown up all day. I hope he was okay. As I picked up the boat it was getting dark. The wind became harsher and my hair ruffled everywhere. What a mess. I made sure I cleaned everything up and then got off the boat. "Karina! Karina, get over here," ca
- Writer
