Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Happy shudders rack my body. “I love you too,” I whisper, eight years’ worth of moments clicking into place to form a perfect, complete picture.
His head falls forward on an exhale, and when he lifts it again, I only catch the smallest glimpse of his damp eyes before he kisses me, but it’s enough for a lifetime. My laughter echoes in the kitchen as he scoops me off the table and carries me in his arms up the stairs, letting me know in between groans and the removal of clothing that he got our morning covered at camp, giving us until the afternoon before we have to leave bed again.
We take advantage of every single second.
Not only that morning, but every day for the next two and a half weeks.
We make so many plans. We make calendar entries for frequent visits, as many as possible, while I’m still in school. We plan well beyond that, for a time when I’ll move in and we find a year-round purpose for the camp, the two of us working together. Together always.
Maybe I’ll even teach theater classes on these grounds.
I have a flair for drama, you know.
And when the campers and counselors depart Camp Firefly at the end of the camp sessions, we’ll hold hands and watch them go before Dean takes me home.
Where I’ve always belonged.
With him.