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Chapter 12

“I think I’ve twisted my ankle,” said Tas, grimacing.

Dane wrapped his arm around Tas and helped him to his feet. “Don’t worry. I’ll get you back to the car. Hang on.”

With Tas’s directions, Dane found his way to the campsite and helped Tas into the passenger seat of his car, gently easing him down.

“I’ll get you something to drink and then I’ll start packing up. What do I do about the rocks?”

“Leave them. The fire’s out. Maybe we can use them next time.”

Dane went and got Tas some water, then set about dismantling the campsite.

To the strains of Duran Duran, Human League, Siouxsie and the Banshees, and Yazoo blaring from the car stereo, Dane managed to disassemble the tent and load everything into the car in less than forty-five minutes.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t help,” said Tas as Dane leant down to kiss him. “But this ankle is killing me.”