“YOU SCARED ME TWERP.” DRAKE SAID.TODD GRINNED.SLOWLY THE SUN SANK DOWN INTO THE WATERS. “WHY DON’T WE CALL IT A NIGHT?” TRACI ASKED,HE VOICE FALTERING SLIGHTLY. SLOWLY THE BOYS SAT ON THE SAND AND TALKED.CLAE WALKED AWAY FROM THE GROUP AND OPENED THE SURVIVAL BOX.SHE TOOK OUT A PACK OF MATCHES AND SLIPPED THEM IN THE POCKET OF HER SHORTS.SHE WALKED UP PAST THE BOYS INTO THE DENSE UNDERBRUSH AND FOILAGE.SHE CAME BACK HER ARMS LOADED WITH BRANCHES AND WOOD.TRACI FOLLOWED HER EXAMPLE.DRAKE GINGERLY ARRANGED THE WOOD AND CLAE LIT A MATCH.SHE TOUCHED IT’S FIERY TONGUE TO HTE WOOD AND IT SLOWLY CAUGHT.THE TRIO SAT BACK AND WATCHED THEIR FIRE BLAZE.THE LITTLE ONES, MOSTLY THE SEVEN AND EIGHT YEAR OLDS SAT CLOSE TO THE FIRE,AND THE LITTLE BOY TRACT HAD SAVED,SIMON,CLIMBED INTO HER LAP.CLAE STOOD UP AND WALKED OVER TO THE JAGGED FORMATION OF ROCKS.SHE SKILLFULLY CLIMBED UP THEM AND STOOD THERE.THE SUN WAS GOLDEN AND STILL SINKING DOWN.GLITTER TOSSED BY IT’S CARELESS RAYS,SCATTERED ACROSS THE WAVES.CLAE REMEMBERED THE STORIES SHE HAD BEEN TOLD BY HER MOTHER WHEN THEY WENT TO THE BEACH. YOU WERE RIGHT MA,SHE THOUGHT SADLY,THEY DO LOOK LIKE LOST FAIRIES. CLAE LOWERED HERSELF TO THE ROCK’S FLOOR AND SAT INDIAN STYLE.SHE LOWERED HER HEAD AND SILENTLY CRIED. DRAKE HAD BEEN TELLING JOKES WHEN HE LOOKED UP TO SEE CLAE PERCHED LIKE A MAJESTIC ANGEL ON THE ROCKS.SHE WAS GOLD AGAINST THE DARKENING BACKGROUND.THEN SHE HAD SAT DOWN AND LOWERED HER HEAD.DRAKE MADE HIMSELF SAY SHE WAS MEDITATING.BUT HE KNEW SHE WAS CRYING.DAVID GLANCED UP TO DRAKE AND THEN SAW CLAE.UNLIKE DAVID HE GOT UP AND WALKED TO THE