Egon is going camping for his 16th birthday anniversary celebration.
I wonder aloud the sensibleness of sending eight 16-year-olds into the woods with only two 18-year-olds as oversight (Shara & Aubrey).
“Six,” says Egon.
“Oh, who are you inviting?” I ask.
“Vaclav, Asher, Oscar, Paige, Jack.”
Paige’s father is notoriously Victorian in his attitude toward his daughters and boys. Paige slept over after prom, but only because she was technically spending the night with Shara.
I mention to Egon that perhaps Paige’s father would not be keen on allowing her to camp out with a bunch of teenage boys.
“But Paige has to come – she’s bringing the machetes!”
Oh yeah, this is gonna go great.