FAIR'S FAIR (any gender, late teens to mid twenties)
Wait. Don't take them off just yet. I want to look at you for a sec. Take this in. That makes you laugh... Stan, you really don't know how sexy you are, do you? All five years running this camp, you never any of the counselors talking about you? Don't say anything right now. I'm just flattered you chose me. Surprised. And I want to take all this in because--
Stan, I need to leave tomorrow. I know you tell the kids there's nothing wrong, but something is happening in those woods and I just can't deal with it. I'm scared, Stan. I've got, I've just gotta go.
Are you scared? Wait- don't say anything. Just shake your head, please, please. Shake your head and I'll know it's okay, that it's okay for me to leave, that you're going to be fine that no more kids are going to the hospital. That I might...
that I might get at least half my stipend? I know I'm pulling out of the contract but the end is only a week away and I can't afford to go back home empty handed but I need to go-- I should stop talking, now. It all is what it is.
And this is pretty good right now, isn't it? Yeah, let's not talk. Let's just enjoy this. Heh... maybe more a little forward, even. Huh? If you want to take them off now, I'll take mine off. Fair's fair.
Copyright 2016 by Matt Haynes.
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