It was first light, the twilight just before dawn. Two shots rang out. The campers awake in their tents and RVs were startled; then they relaxed and fell asleep. They realized that it was just some right-minded person meting out justice to the jerks breaking camp with all the subtlety and quiet of the circus leaving town.
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Ah yes, I remember that dream all too well… the reality of their escape still leaves me with a bitter taste…