Camp Happy Landing – 4
Part 4 Dinner was a rather raucous affair, with awards to the various kids who had one races and “awards of merit” to all the other kids too. Lots of ice cream, shouting, and so on. By the end of dinner and the festivities, I was beat. I was sitting in one of the overstuffed chairs in the lodge’s main room and falling asleep when I felt someone sit on the arm of the chair. I looked up and saw it was Millie. “Tired, are we, after our trip to the Nile?” she asked with a twinkle. Jesus, I thought to myself as I shook myself awake. Do these girls tell each other everything as soon as it happens? “Oh, I’m OK, just a bit dozy.” She lowered her voice as she leaned towards me …