Sharing a Shower with Mom – Part II
My aimless wandering had led me to the small playground, where finally I sat down in one of the swings. I had not realized how long I had been sitting there, lost in thought, until my growling stomach reminded me I hadn’t eaten since breakfast, ten hours ago. As I looked at the time, I was surprised to see how much time had passed since mom and I had exited the bath house. All around me, the almost deserted campsite site was coming alive with the families that returned from their various daytime activities. It reminded me of my own family, who was probably waiting for me at the caravan, so I quickly got up and walked back. When I got there, dad and Nick had returned as well and were all dressed up and …