John was a gourmet camping cook. He had everything measured out and out into plastic jars that wouldn’t break or leak if they got frozen. He put together a meal that was fit for kings, and they dined well that evening. When Gerald added a freeze-dried dessert to the menu, the men took great delight in enjoying the end of the meal.
George set his drink down, “So I guess it’s my turn…” He leaned back a little on the bench. “Let’s go outside.”
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