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Later that evening, we had a settler’s dinner outside: hot dogs and baked beans on the campfire, next to the lake. The three of us sat around the burning fire. Dugan and I drank beer, and Colby had a soda pop, which he was rarely allowed, saving his teeth and preventing a sugar buzz like an energy drink.
After dinner, Dugan gathered long marshmallow sticks from a tool shed. Then he fetched a tray filled with chocolate bars, marshmallows, and graham crackers. The three of us happily sat together around the fire and talked about topics that included Colby’s interests: superheroes, ant colonies, and the lost city of Atlantis. And we sang more songs, mostly of which were famous pop or country tunes. 48: Drifting