The rain literally put a damper on Isabel's plans for a campfire. Forced to stay inside, she sat on her bed with her laptop and played many rounds of solitare.
Isabel rolled her eyes and pulled up the sleeve of her t-shirt to show the bandage on her upper arm. "Some stitches. I didn't get out of the way of the knife fast enough. But after that I sent him flying into a tree."
"Yeah, I was. That guy wouldn't stop. And all I kept thinking was I'm blonde and not a virgin. The rules say I have to die." She shook her head, "Stupid, I know."
"Okay, I mean he got the whole idea of what I was talking about," she said. "But I think I'll need to show him a movie just to be sure. But I think I'll stick with a comedy."
"Jack bequeathed me his TV and DVD player," she explained. "He couldn't take them with him and he knew I would put them to use. Of course I'd rather have him back but..."
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