Talking about Old Times

We spent some more time searching for Stephon and Brian, but we still had no luck in finding them. The night fell upon us, so we decided to set up a camp and take a rest for the day.

"Well, still no luck in finding them," I said. "I say we continue searching the area just a little more when we get up tomorrow."

"We may as well," Tara replied. "We've already come this far."

"Meh, why not," Genevieve said.

After all of this searching and still not having any luck in finding our friends, we were all beginning to get a little disappointed. We decided to take our minds off of the subject, and we began talking about good old times.

Hey, you two, remember the time we went to Camp Windenburg and had a bonfire party," I said. "We had such a blast!"

Genevieve laughed. "I remember swallowing a hot marshmallow and burning my throat!"

"I remember that horseshoe game that you and me played after everyone left for the night," Tara replied. "We both did so bad, Ricky!"

I laughed. "Yeah, we both did so awful at that game."

"I remember when me, you, and your dad went to the Rattlesnake back in June 1992," Genevieve said. "He told us a pretty messed up story."

"I remember that!" I replied. "He was pretty hammered, we were all pretty hammered that night."

Ricky, do you remember the time we went on a date to the Moonlight and then after we went outside into the pool?" Tara asked. "You were being very silly and tickling me!"

I laughed. "What? Can't I be silly!?"

Tara brushed her head up against my chest. "Oh, Ricky!"

It was sure nice talking about old times. There are just so many memories to reflect upon. I kinda miss those days. Well, those days only seem like yesterday, but I have come to accept the fact that we're all like 15+ years into the future in some new world now thanks to that damn portal. I still hope that maybe one day we'll find a way to reverse time and go back to Willow Creek 1994...