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42 - roughing it slackerspice August 29 2011, 00:42:49 UTC
no_god_or_kings

It wasn't much of a camping trip, truth be told. But after the "excitement" in Cuba, the girls deserved a little peace.

Jack pulled his coat shut, keeping an eye on the banked campfire. He'd sleep eventually, but the girls came first.

Wasn't it only yesterday when they looked up at the sun with such awe, like they were in the presence of an old god? Now they didn't think of the skies as anything but normal - because neither were they.

Another glance at the wrench by his sleeping bag, then he picked up the water for the fire.

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