That was when I finally understood those five words might be the biggest problem of all.
***
Denise looked toward the trail map nailed beside the lodge.
“It wasn’t a big deal.”
“Last week was Trail Day,” she said. “The campers could choose between canoeing, hiking, or the long horseback route.”
I already knew which one Mia had wanted.
She had talked about that horseback trail for weeks before camp.
Denise continued, “One girl missed the signup deadline and started crying. Mia gave her place away.”
She had talked about that horseback trail for weeks before camp.
I stared at my daughter.
“Mia…”
She shrugged. “She really wanted it.”
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