Forty five: Unromantic

Erin 

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I didn't know work could be this hard. When Louella had told me to manage everything around here, I had thought it wouldn't be a big deal. But no, it was more than being a big deal! What was I going to do now?

My phone beeped from where it laid. Taking it, I sulked at myself when I saw it was a text from my therapist. Like the frustrated person I was, I dropped the phone, propped my elbows on the table, ran my fingers into my hair. 

"Ugh!" I groaned. 

This was so annoying. Why did my camping have to be today? Louella had been around all along, but the camping hadn't been available. Now that I was the only one left here, the camping date had to be today. Rachel wasn't around as well. 

I took my phone, debating with myself on whether or not to tell my therapist to wipe my name off the campers' list. About doing that, I