The Trip by Anonymous

The Trip

It was that time again. Each year they would pack up the truck and come out to some random forested location. Her boyfriend would always drag her out to these trips. She never knew why. But each and every year she'd come along and be miserable for the weekend. It was without fail that each year she would get sick because of it.  Well this year would be different. She wore a smile as she helped him unpack the truck, setting up the camp and even making  the fire.

He was happy that he didn't have to drag her out here this year.   No, it was more odd than that. She seemed to be with him every step of the way making the plans this year. He was glad for that. As they unpacked he reached out to take a decent sized black duffle bag, but she reached over and took grip of it before he could get to it. She smiled and pulled it towards her.

"Whats that?" he asked curiously. "Oh, nothing really. Some rope and stuff to keep away insects and other animals. You know tie things that go up into the tree so bears don't get them." She opened the bag and pulled out some rope, bug spray and a bug zapper swatter, and then put them back into the bag. There seemed to be more but he shrugged. If that stuff made her happy to be here then so be it.

She took the bag and put it off to the side, sure that he would not go snooping. After the last time he had, he had found her personals. Yes, that had been a funny sight as he fell back onto his ass. The color of his cheeks was just too funny as she snickered just thinking about it.

They had everything unpacked and the camp was set up. The cooler tied up into the tree. Everything was set for the weekend's camping event. They sat there side by side watching the sparks from the camp fire. The stars were out and it was a peaceful night. She relaxed there for now knowing that tomorrow would bring new fun and excitement for all.  Well, at least for her.