Starting Fresh
*Arielle* Starting Fresh. Fresh Breath. Fresh Body. Fresh Clothes. Fresh Eyes. The clues revitalized me in ways I couldn’t have predicted. After the last week, something going right was a great thing and would be treated as such. After a refreshing shower, I found myself wearing the second pair of clothes that Maddie packed for me. Words can’t begin to describe how much I miss her and Derek, but they would have been impressed… or scared of how I handled myself with the guy two cabins over. I wonder if he is still there. He looks ready to flee when I left. I straighten my spine with determination and pure willpower as I walk out of the shower hut. With a look to the left and then the right. With no true idea where to go, I
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