On the way back to camp [Laura and Lena] did not say anything for some time. Then they both spoke at once. “She was only a little older than I am,” said Laura, and Lena said, “I’m a year older than she was.” They looked at each other again, an almost scared look. Then Lena tossed her curly black head. “She’s silly! Now she can’t ever have any more good times.”
