:Walk:

Camping is not so bad, the food is great. There’s nice fresh air. Also, my love is with me, my one and only Mark Tuan. My jelly to my peanut butter and jelly sandwich, the star in my dark sky, my fish in the big ocean blue, my image to my picture, my moon to my earth, my beat to my heart, my—

“You’re staring too much,” Mark interrupts me, “I can’t eat well.”

“Huh, oh…” I look away from his beautiful face to my food on my plate.

The fire flickers, the woods cracks as it burns, and everyone is talking to one another, “I didn’t say you should stop…”

My head twist back to his face as the finished his words. “What did you say?”

“Rose,” Jackson pulls me up from my log, “it’s nice out, let’s walk to the lake.”

“I’m eating,” I whine holding up the plate of food for him to see, “can’t you wait for a while.”

“Eat while we walk, you need to lose some.” He chuckles.

“What?” I glared into his soul. Jackson doesn’t answer but took my hand and started to make me walk. I look back to Mark just sitting on the log. He doesn’t look at our direction.

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There wasn’t any full moon or anything, but the forest seems bright as I sat on a rock next to Jackson, eating my hamburger.

“You know,” Jackson began speaking, his hands supporting his sitting posture behind him, “you talk too much about Mark.”

“I can’t believe you drag me away from him,” I grum