“See? I told you everything would be great.” Mark said to Debbie as they set up their tent.
“I would still rather be in Murphy’s or maybe Napa going from wine tasting to wine tasting.” She flicked off a speck of dust. “I am not a fan of the great out doors.”
“Why? What’s wrong with it?”
“Too much dirt! I mean, imagine if the weather reporter was right and it rained?”
A clap of thunder rolled through the wood.
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