Chapter 11

As soggy as my belongings were, I didn’t want to leave my clothing behind, so I’d just deal with the musty smell. I gathered everything up and made my way to the lake to take a quick dip before trying to find a ride.

I stumbled over something and stopped to look down. It was Burt, my ride to the festival. He was entwined with a brunette now, and they were pretty much oblivious to the world around them. I was a little envious as I left them to it.

Abandoned clothing was strewn all over the ground I walked on as I picked my way to the edge. I was alone here. It was strangely soothing, even with the music from the speakers and the detritus in evidence.

I used my mushy bar of soap to clean myself as best I could. Being here reminded me that, just a little while ago, I’d had the best time of my life with a guy, and I’d blown it. Enough already. Time to move on.