Chapter 244: I’m Getting Too Old for This Shit

VOLUME 4: WARRIOR MINE

“Fuck you, man! I’m not coming down. And you can’t make me.”

Scott Nielsen closed his eyes and slowly drew a deep, cleansing breath. I’m getting too old for this shit.

Mentally adjusting his professional ‘I have this under control’ game face as six other campers looked on curiously, he tilted his head to look up into the thirty-foot pine.

“Suit yourself, Sowder,” he replied calmly. “The rest of us are going to the mess hall for dinner.” He turned to gaze out across the lake, then flicked his light blue eyes back to the teenager in the tree. “It’s going to be dark soon, and it’s supposed to be a cold one tonight. But you do what you need to do.”

“Fuck you, man,” came the sullen reply.

Scott shook his head. “Now you’re just repeating yourself.”

To the others, he said, “Come on, gentlemen. It’s chili night.” Reluctantly, the group made their way toward the trail that would lead them from the lake to the mess hall located in the center of the camp.