Ben
I stopped by at Lindsey's camp. She seemed a little less stressed when she did at self-defense the other day. I knew that I wasn't totally forgiven, and despite the truth of the situation, at least I'd been honest about my feelings. That was something I'd always struggled with in the past, sharing my feelings.
I saw Lindsey and Nicole packing her car up with some things, and she looked in my direction as I got out of my car. She and Nicole picked up a BBQ and seemed to be struggling with it. It was big and bulky.
“Need any help?” I asked, hoping I wouldn't get snapped at or given the silent treatment that I hated so much.
“Yeah, I actually think we might need help. We had a BBQ cookout today.”
I made my way over, and Lindsey joined Nicole's side. We all lifted together, and I mana
