—William Shakespeare, Hamlet nce outside the tent, Conner took my hand in his and led the way with a tiny flashlight. Feeling the warmth of his hand over mine made my heart feel like it was sky diving as he showed me around the mazelike forest. “So, what is there to do here?” He craned his head to look back at me. “We really just have the usual camp stuff. There are bikes to ride. The lake water is always warm for swimming, and it’s ultimate sailing weather here year round, never any storms. Inside the school, there’s a rec room with a television and couches to watch movies, nothing over PG-13 of course. There’s also some pool tables, air hockey, dartboards, and two bowling lanes. Oh, and we have a massive library spanning the two floors, with a coffee shop inside. When I can’t stand missing you for one more second, I’ll go there and read your favorite classics. I’ll even drink a coffee in your honor, despite still loathing the stuff.”
