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Chapter 35: Botany Camp- Morning Regrets

Auteur: MM de Wet
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-10 15:05:39
Anna and Evan rejoined the bird watching group and continued the last half hour of the tour, not really paying attention to anything the camp leader was saying. At noon the campers went back to the main camp site, where fishing rods, fishing line and b**e had been set up for them. The camp leaders tried to manage the excited chaos of campers who wanted to fish and explained to them that they could fish on the northern side of the lake. While the campers fished, raw and dried vegetable and fruit
MM de Wet

This chapter includes a flash back of the past providing extra information on the relationship between Anna and Evan.

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