Jack was the baseball instructor for Camp Wanamaro. As a
specialist, he enjoyed perks the regular counselors didn’t, like more
time off in the evenings and less time with the crabby kids.
This was Jack’s third year at the camp, and he had earned a
reputation as being quite friendly (”Considering he’s a New Yorker…”),
someone you could talk to about camp or personal problems. He enjoyed
this status and found it easy to maintain. The one thing he lacked at
camp was a summer romance. At 23, he was older than most of the other
staffers, who were either just starting college or finishing high
school. There were a few older, more mature people whose company he
enjoyed, but there had never been any special girl. Until now. (more…)