It was a crisp summer night. The yard echoed with music as Isaiah watched his friends run circles with Nerf and water guns. Ab-Renee had said to not be up all night, but even they couldn't deny just how much fun everyone was having.

He had tasked himself with watching the fire, occasionally adding a log to the pit. The coolers were still full of soda and snacks, the ice half melted.

Narrowly avoiding a Nerf dart, Isaiah found himself falling over in his camp chair--Laughing the entire time.