Micah was always known as one of many drunks in camp. An arrogant snob who got his hands on a bottle any hour of the day. Never emotional. Or..so you thought.

On this particular night Micah had been sat on a log by the campfire. Having been rejected by Mary-Beth when he proposed a dance with her. He sat drinking a bottle of whiskey as the other camp members danced and sung about. Him however, he criticized himself. Rather harsh too. You couldn’t help but eavesdrop on his comments that he made.