With a chuckle, Jeff shook his head and slapped the shit out of Gunner on the back. “Damn, luck is not on your side tonight.”
“No, it’s not,” Gunner huffed as he headed to the back of his truck.
“I’ll get the grill going at our campsite. We’ve got the table set up and everything’s ready to go. Ari and Heather keep talking about steaks, so I say we grill that tonight.”
“Sounds good,” Gunner mumbled.
I shook my head and smiled. As much as Gunner was acting like he was pissed about this camping trip, he wanted to come like the rest of us did. Calling out to a retreating Jeff, I said, “I’ll help Gunner get the food and then help set up.”
Before I headed over to help Gunner, Ari and Heather called me over to read something.
Walking over to them, Ari shoved a map in my direction. “What does that say?”
I glanced down at it. “Trails map?”
“No, right there,” Ellie said pointing to the top of the map.
“Geocache?”
“Yes! Ari and Heather won’t do it!”
Ari placed her hands on her hips. “Keep reading.”
I cleared my throat as I looked between the three of them. Glancing back at the map, I read, “Discover what geocaching is all about. Ages 10 and up.”
“There. It’s for kids, Ellie!” Ari argued.
Stomping her foot, Ellie cried out, “It’s not! It looks like fun! We can pick up a list of real geocaches hidden in the park. Come on, y’all! We can call it practice for when we do it with the kids.”
“I’m in,” Heather said with a smile. Ari twisted around and glared at Heather.
“Um, Josh? Can you help me over here?” Gunner asked as he looked around the back of his truck.
I glanced back at Gunner. “Shit, yeah sorry.” Jogging over, I stopped at the back of his truck. Something wasn’t right because Gunner looked sick. His face was white as a ghost and he was trying to drag in deep breaths.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
Scrubbing both hands down his face, he moaned. “I fucked up so bad. So … so … bad.”
Laughing, I said, “It can’t be that bad.”
His hands dropped to the side of his face. “Oh, it’s bad, dude. I forgot the coolers of food.”
My smile instantly dropped. “I’m sorry. I thought you said you forgot the food.”
Nodding, he replied in a barely there whisper. “I did. That’s what I said. We don’t have any food.”
“Gunner, no. How in the hell do you forget the one thing you were supposed to bring!”
“Shut up! You’re going to cause a panic among the hungry pregnant women and then we’re all done for!”
I quickly glanced over to the girls. They were still arguing about the damn geocache bullshit. Looking at Gunner, I said, “Do you have any idea what Ari and Heather are going to do to you when they find out you have no food! No kiwi or steak.”
Gunner swallowed hard. “Oh shit. Ari’s going to cut my balls off.”
“I’m pretty sure she’ll do more than that.”
Covering his junk with his hands, Gunner groaned. “Shit! They’re walking this way! What do we do?”