The Last July: A New Adult Romance by Breanna Mounce

Author:Breanna Mounce [Mounce, Breanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stardust Romance
Published: 2017-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

It’s broken.

Morgan whimpered into Sampson’s shoulder the entire time they were putting on the cast. She begged for a pink cast, but they were out so she had to settle for purple. Afterwards, I let her call her mom and dad while we drove back to camp. Thankfully, she had stopped crying by that time. Mr. Garreth had called her parents right after we left, and I’m pretty sure they’re furious right now. I’m not sure if it’s because their vacation was cut short or their daughter was injured.

As Sampson drove us back to camp, she gushed on how she couldn’t wait for everyone to sign her cast. I sat in silence, terrified of what the repercussions were going to be since she was under my watch when the accident happened.

Sampson had spoken to her parents while we were in the ER, giving them updates on what was broken, how bad it was, and so on. His father told Morgan’s parents not to worry about the hospital bill, that Camp Arthur’s insurance policy would pay for it. Morgan’s parents were still unhappy.

They demanded that her things be packed by tomorrow afternoon because they are driving down first thing in the morning to pick her up. I didn’t speak to them myself, but I was around for every phone call, and I could hear her parents shouting in the background.

“It’s going to be okay,” Sampson says. “Kids are fragile, accidents happen. Let’s be honest, you told her not to do something and she went against you.”

“It’s still stupid. I don’t think they respect me enough to stop. Maybe I’m too young to be working at camp.”

“Come on, Penelope,” he whispers. “Don’t say that. Every year parents drop their kids off at camp with counselors your age. You just need to find your inner ‘teacher’ voice or something. Most of the kids do respect you, they look up to you.”

“It’s easier for you though, you’re older and you don’t look like a child like me. Come on, half of them are taller than me!”

“Half of them are taller than my mom,” he points out.

I just shake my head and stare out the window as we pass farm after farm.

Morgan hangs up the phone and hands it back to me. “Man, my mom is pissed.”

“Language,” Sampson says sternly.

“You think Casanova will sign my cast?” she asks, her voice high pitched.

“Who’s Casanova?” Sampson smiles.

“We nicknamed some of the guy counselors. Viv hangs out with Casanova a lot.”

“Penelope, who’s Casanova?” Sampson asks. I’m sure Morgan doesn’t realize the damage she has done. She’s already back to talking a mile a minute about who she wants to sign her cast first.

“You know how kids are,” I say, ignoring the question. “They think something is everything when it’s actually nothing at all.”

“Penelope, friends don’t lie.”

I turn to look at him, he’s trying hard to keep his eyes on the road. “I can’t be the one to tell you.”

He shakes his head and turns down the driveway for camp.

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