Chapter 45

• Cole’s [POV]
• It was actually a cool night, more like early fall than summer, so I started a fire in the pit, and Allie and I sat in the Adirondack chairs with our feet facing the flames. We were wearing sweatshirts, and our chairs were right next to each other, so we were able to hold hands as we watched the flames lick the sides of the fire pit.
• “I should have bought marshmallows,” I said. “I feel as though I’m depriving you of an authentic Maine camping experience.”