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marshmallows,” Sara cut in, already dragging her duffel bag toward a fire pit surrounded by soft couches and golden lanterns. “Because if this camp has everything but marshmallows, I’m rioting.” “You’re not even supposed to have sugar yet,” Rachel called out. “Shh,” Sara hissed. “I’m in post-rehab wilderness mode. Don’t ruin it.” “Let her be wild,” Anna added dramatically as she emerged from the tent wearing an all-black activewear set and sunglasses. “This place is crawling with bugs. Let the mosquitoes enjoy her instead.” “Oh come on, Anna,” Antonio called out. “You survived two yacht trips in Greece, you can survive trees.” “Yachts don’t have dirt, Papa,” Anna fired back. “Or squirr
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