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Chapter 6

I turned around as instructed, shivering from the cold water despite the warm sun overhead. Four blue clad boys were holding onto hoses, aiming at us like a firing squad. Mr. Richardson dropped his hand, and they pulled back on the handles, water spraying at us.

I covered myself to ...

"Ahhh...Mr. Counselor. I need to go to the bathroom," fifteen year old Timmy says, after glancing at his watch. 8:40 pm.

"Yeah...I have to go too. May I be excused?" a second boy asks, and this one is joined by a third as the group heads off to the bathroom/showers.