However, the festival of tents was a welcome distraction from the usual classes. It started one day shy of three weeks after classes had begun. On a Friday, the beginning of the weekend, tents started to pop up on the grounds of the school. The tents were small, only big enough for one person. Th...
“Chenoa...today is a special day. Get up and get dressed. We don’t have much time.” Se Day, Chenoa’s father, was an average looking, moderately muscular man with a pleasantly round face, short black hair and a smile that lingered in the mind of anyone that had ever seen it. He had told Chenoa tha...