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Christian Boy’s Camp across<br />
the lake. “God, what kind of<br />
kid would go there”, Pickles<br />
said talking to Louie as I<br />
pretended not to listen. “I<br />
know a Puta wouldn’t go<br />
there”, Louie said looking at<br />
me. I ran out of the bunk and<br />
bumped into Jordan. “Are you<br />
ready for the big game”, he<br />
asked. Jordan had been<br />
training me on how to play<br />
softball. I was getting good at<br />
it. “Yup I am ready to whip<br />
those soldiers’ butts”, Jordan<br />
said as he laughed. We looked<br />
at each other and started to<br />
kiss. God, I have to admit, I<br />
was falling for him. I could<br />
hear Louie yelling in the bunk.<br />
“The Puta is at it again.” I also<br />
have to admit, it was fun being<br />
a bad boy, but I missed<br />
Pickles. The big day had<br />
arrived. The bus carrying the<br />
Soldiers for Christ Christian<br />
Boy’s Camp pulled in.<br />
Pickles, Louie, and me
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