Flesh Wounds (excerpt)

The only camping trip I ever enjoyed...

In junior high school I surprised myself and everyone else by becoming, however briefly, a Girl Scout.  I’d never had time for anything like that in grade school, or so my mother insisted, and frankly I never had much interest.  But the junior high group was different.  It was helmed by the mother of a girl I was friends with.  Mrs. Semmler was the kind…