“ GRAB A SEAT, campers! Time for S’mores and Stories,” Counselor Kate announced.

As ten third graders dashed toward the campfire circle, the counselor turned to Quill. “I need to get more marshmallows, so I’m leaving you in charge for a few minutes,” she said. “Just tell them a story until I get back.”

“Sure,” said Quill. But his hands started to sweat as he headed for the circle. Being a junior counselor at Camp Willow Tree had been pretty easy so