There were only 6 other boys besides Caris at Boy Scouts. After the storm, a lot of the parents had gotten worried about being away from their kids for any time longer than the school day. Caris thought they would actually be safer down here in the church basement. The sanctuary had been completely destroyed, pews and bibles were strewn everywhere but the basement had been completely untouched and actually looked cleaner than normal. They had planned to start their whittling badge but there weren’t enough people to do anything meaningful. Instead, they had eaten the snacks one of the moms had donated and talked about their days and experiences in the storm. Mark had waited under a mattress in his bathtub, Andrew lost his cat Fluffy and was still looking for him, Max had been out of town visiting his cousins and had missed the whole thing. Mr. Malone ended the meeting 30 minutes early because they each had already had thirds of the goldfish and apples and they had exhausted their conve...
"Once in a while you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look at it right" - Grateful Dead, Scarlet Begonias