For 3 summers now, Sam and Jenny were junior counselors at Camp Willow Creek. Three years of coaching baseball teams, KP in the cafeteria, late nights out on the hillside watching shooting stars. Miles of hikes turned into millions of special thoughts shared.
This year they both met Johnny. Things were about to change forever.
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