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“All our stories are painful or we wouldn’t be here,” she said. “Look at you. Look at me. We’re a pair or rejects. We’ve got sad stories, just like everyone here. But for some reason, he won’t share. Not even when he’s drunk. It’s weird.”

“You know everyone’s story?” I was skeptical. Sure, I’d shared part of mine, but I left out most of the details. “I’m not sure I’d be open to telling everyone.”

“When you’re here long enough, it comes out eventually,” she said.

“How long have you known them? Alec and Malcom?”

“I’ve known Alec since I got here five years ago. Malcom’s only been here about a year.” She stood. “But enough with that. We’ve got shit to do.”

“We do?” I asked, surprised. “Would it be possible to add a detour to the lake?”

“Oh, shit, yeah, sorry,” she said. “I’ll walk you down there and then we can help with the fire.”

“We’re having a fire?” I asked.

“It’s half-moon,” she said.

“What is half-moon?”

“Basically, an excuse to get drunk and run around naked or shift. Whatever you’re into,” she said.

I laughed. “You serious?”

“Yeah. We do it the week after the full moon every month. Full moon, New Moon, Half Moon. We like to celebrate.” She grinned. “You’re going to love it.”

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