Her hands shook a little as she tore open the envelope. She hadn’t expected a letter at all and had only hoped she wouldn’t get a phone call from someone in charge telling her to come and get Chase early. But here it was. And there was his signature.

Dear Grandma,

Thank you for making me go to camp. I’m sorry for that thing I said before I left. Everyone is really nice and I have a couple of guys I hang around with.

At first I was mad and wanted to make trouble and I did. I blamed another kid and we both ended up being talked to. The group leader who talked to us is actually pretty cool. We talk sometimes.

I love everything here. The food is great, especially the lunches. The cook is kind of cute. Don’t tell anyone I said that.

Canteen is fun. Rec is great – I’m awesome. Classes and vespers are really good. Fireside is my favorite.

We drew a target on that one boy’s leg and tried to hit the bull’s eye with spit balls while he was sleeping. He never knew! It was really funny!

I actually read the Bible you sent with me sometimes. I’m going to keep on doing that when I get back. At least I’m going to try.

I know I don’t say it, so I’ll say it now. I love you, Grandma. Thank you for taking care of me.

Your Boy, Chase