Harry camps out

Sophie had the best of everything in camping gear and then some. In minutes, she had made camp, and was spreading out a large topo map on the grass. Harry was fully prepared to admire her thoroughness and cringed inwardly remembering that he had told her he had lost his own equipment. He revised his assessment when she opened a foam lined Cordova case and took out two guns. She was perhaps too thorough. She looked up and asked, “How are you at guerilla warfare?


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“Huh?” said Harry. She laughed.
“Some friends of mine are staging a war game here. My partner couldn’t make it, and I need somebody to fill in. We have to stop the red team form crossing the river --- with these.” She gestured at the guns. “They shoot fluorescent dye. When you’re hit, you’re out of the game.” She gazed at him steadily. Her green eyes gleamed in the sunlight. “What do you say, Harry Hero?”


To be continued...