An hour later, they arrived at the camping site and made camp. It was deep in the forest, near a large lake, and when they were done helping each other pitch their tents, they made a fire and cooked dinner, as in Sweden, Alexander and his father went out to one of the fancy restaurants in town for dinner, and had themselves an enjoyable night, with Alexander smiling and laughing like he had not a single care in the world.
He was burdened inside, but he didn’t want to show it, because if he did, his father was going to ask him what was wrong and answering him would entail him telling him what happened with Blake and he didn’t want to do that. He didn’t even want to think about what happened because doing so was going to force him to answer the questions his mind was asking and none of the
