Chapter Text
One Year Later
Brandon sits in the rocking chair on the porch of Patterson cabin. He is soon joined by his co-counselor, Will. This was their seventh cabin together. The directors knew better than to split up the “dream team”. The two of them are looking through their cabin binders in preparation for their next group of kids to come later that day. The majority of the kids in their cabin this summer were the ones they had last summer. They were so excited to have them back. As Will is flipping through the pages he lets out a gasp.
“What?” Brandon asks.
“No. Fucking. Way.”
“You can’t just say that and not tell me dude. What is it?”
“It's the parent phone call list.”
“Okay? What about it?”
“Christopher Diaz, Contact one: Eddie Diaz”
“Okay? And?”
“CONTACT TWO”
Brandons eyes widen, “No way”
“EVAN BUCKLEY”
Brandon shrieks. “THAT HAS TO BE BUCK RIGHT?”
“I THINK IT IS! IT HAS TO BE?!”
The two of them freak out for a few more seconds before regaining their composure. Their group of twelve, 11-year-old boys get here in a few hours. They can ask Christopher about it then.