He had snuck out of the cabin early. His father was on one of his multi-day ranting sprees again and it was just too much. The was supposed to be a vacation. He was supposed to be relaxing and not dealing with the stress of other people.
He sat on a fallen log, overlooking the river’s edge. There was no other sound but the water telling secrets to itself and squirrels spreading the gossip of a human appearing at the river.
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