“You won’t tell. You’re my friend, aren’t you?”
At night we had a feast as well. We pulled up the vans close to each other, the women brought out food and drink and we made a huge pile of packages. Rachel came next to me, holding her hands behind her back.
“How did it go?” I asked.
“It was brilliant! I got so tired, but it was nice. I climbed up the trees with a rope, I hammered a pulley in and then they lifted the net from the ground.” She was way too excited, her eyes beaming.
I stared back at her, curious. “I didn’t know that girls can climb trees.”
“One of my hobbies was indoor climbing. Up until three days ago, that is.”
“What’s that?”
“You climb a wall with nooks and handles. For fun.” She shrugged, her voice ending in a squeak at the ‘fun’ part.
“You get tired for fun?” I as
