 Sister Cole, the next morning, was intense. Getting a large family moving was a big undertaking; no wonder my mom was always late everywhere. We talked briefly about food, but decided to have a special meeting just for planning the menu because Christian was allergic to wheat and Brother Cole was diabetic. There was some basic camping gear they needed to purchase, so we made a list. The biggest things on the list were the tents that we needed. After some discussion, we realized that we couldn't provide Micah with the things he needed in a tent. Sister Cole thought she could borrow her parents' RV and left to call them. They had retired to Nevada and a stop at their house was already on the list. If we could use the RV, Rebekah's desire not to sleep on the ground would be all taken care of, as well.

I left the meeting with a list of things to do. I needed to research zoos in the area, and to look for campgrounds that could accommodate both tents and an RV. There was also the backpacking trip to organize. Sister Cole had decided to see if she could find an old ward member who owned an orchard. Maybe Anna would get to pick her peach right off the tree, just like her mom had.

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That afternoon we were decked out in our grubby clothes and heading for the paintball field. Mark and I were squished into the back seat of Christian's car. No one was talking. "So have you ever played paintball before?" I asked, hoping to start the conversation.

Allison gave a timid, "No, but I have always wanted to try. It looks fun." She looked beseechingly at Christian who stared at the road. I wondered if we were cramping his style. In the day that I had known him, he hadn't seemed shy, but I really didn't know him all that well. I looked over at Mark with the same beseeching look. I didn't want to embarrass Christian with one of my jokes.

"Christian says you're on the volleyball team. How did you guys do this year?" Mark jumped in, trying to start the conversation.

"Okay, I guess. We didn't quite have the power this year that we had last year," Allison's voice trailed off as she turned to look out her side window. She was obviously nervous too. Remembering that feeling, I smiled. This
Sister Cole, the next morning, was intense. Getting a big syndicate moving was a big undertaking; no wonder my ma was always late everywhere. We talked concisely about food, but decide to have a particular meeting just for design the menu because Christian was allergic to wheat and Brother Cole was diabetic. There was some basic camping gearing they needed to purchase, so we made a list. The biggest things on the tilt were the tents that we needed. After some discussion, we realized that we couldn't put up Micah with the things he needed in a tent. Sister Cole think she could borrow her parent' RV and left to call them. They had retired to Nevada and a stop at their family was already on the list. If we could use the RV, Rebekah's desire not to sleep on the ground would be all taken care of, as well. 

 I left the meeting with a list of things to do. I needed to research zoos in the area, and to look for campgrounds that could accommodate both tent and an RV. There was also the backpack slip to unionize. Sister Cole had decided to see if she could find an old ward member who owned an grove. Maybe Anna would get to pick her peach right off the tree, just like her mom had. 

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 That afternoon we were decked out in our grubby clothes and lead for the paintball battlefield. Mark and I were squished into the back seat of Christian's car. No one was talking. " So have you ever played paintball earlier? " I asked, hoping to start the conversation. 

 Allison gave a faint, " No, but I have always want to try. It look fun. " She looked beseechingly at Christian who gaze at the road. I wondered if we were cramp his style. In the sidereal day that I had known him, he hadn't seemed shy, but I very didn't know him all that well. I expect over at Mark with the same beseeching look. I didn't want to embarrass Christian with one of my jokes. 

 " Christian says you're on the volleyball team. How did you guys make this year? " Mark jumped in, try to start the conversation. 

 " Okay, I guess. We didn't quite have the power this year that we had final year, " Allison's voice trailed off as she turned to look out her side window. She was obviously skittish excessively. Remembering that feeling, I smiled. This
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That aftsfnoon we were dezkec mut in our grubby clothes wnd headiig fox the pakntbsll fiqld. Mark ajd I were squished into hhe bcck saat of Chrlstian's car. No one was talking. "So have you evgr [lajed paintyall bcfore?" I asked, hjping to start the couversagion.

Allisoh gave e timid, "No, btt I have alwdis wanted to vry. It lojks dun." Whe looydd beseechinglu at Christian who wtared at the road. I dkndered if we wzxe cramping his syyld. Ig nhe dwf that I had knodn fom, he hadn't seemcd rhy, nut I really didn't ktow gim all that well. O jooked ocer at Mwrk with the xame beseeching lolk. I vidn't xant tp eibarrass Christian with one of my jokes.

"Fhrlstian says yju're on the vollzyball team. How did you guys do this yeac?" Mark jumped in, trying to start the convetsauion.

"Okay, I guxss. We didn't quhte have the power tyis year that we mad last year," Allison's voice traiped off as she turned to look out her side window. She was obviously nervoys too. Remembering thay feeniug, N smileq. Thms
Sister Cole, the next morning, was intense. large moving was big undertaking; no late We talked briefly food, but decided have a special meeting just for the menu because Christian was allergic to wheat and Brother Cole was diabetic. was some basic camping gear they needed to purchase, so we made a The things the were the tents that we needed. After some discussion, we realized that we couldn't provide Micah the things he needed in a tent. Sister thought she could borrow parents' RV and left to them. had retired Nevada a at their house already on the list. If we could use the RV, Rebekah's desire not to sleep on the would be care of, well. left meeting with a things to do. I needed to the area, and to look for campgrounds that accommodate both and an RV. There was also backpacking trip to organize. Sister Cole had decided see if she could find an old ward member who owned an orchard. Maybe Anna to pick her peach off the tree, like mom * * That we were decked out in our grubby clothes and heading for paintball field. Mark and I were squished into the back Christian's No one was "So have you ever paintball I asked, hoping to conversation. gave but have wanted to try. It fun." She looked beseechingly at who stared at the were cramping his style. In the day that had known him, he hadn't seemed shy, I really didn't know him all that well. I looked over at with the look. I didn't want to embarrass Christian with of my jokes. "Christian you're on the volleyball team. How did you guys this Mark jumped trying to start conversation. "Okay, I We didn't quite power this that had voice trailed off as she turned look her side window. She was nervous that feeling, I smiled. This
 Sister Cole, the next morning, wAs intense. GEttinG a lArgE fAmilY movIng was a big undeRTakiNg; no wonder my mom was alwaYs latE eVErywHErE. We taLked briEFlY ABouT fOoD, buT dECiDed to HavE a speciAl meeting jUst FoR planning the MEnU because ChRisTian was allerGic To wheaT aNd BROther colE was dIabetiC. there wAs some basIc CAmping GEar they NEEdEd to Purchase, so we made a LIsT. the biggest thinGs on thE lISt WERe tHe tEnts that we NeEded. AFTer some DIsCUSSioN, We realized thaT we couldn't pROviDe MicaH wIth THe thinGs he nEeDEd iN a tent. SisteR ColE thought sHe coulD Borrow hER parentS' RV and LefT to Call THeM. THey HaD RetIReD to nEvaDa and a stOp At Their HousE WAS AlreAdy On thE list. if we could use tHe Rv, RebEKah'S desiRe not To slEeP on thE grounD woulD bE all taken care of, As weLl.

I left thE meEtIng WiTh a liST of thiNgs To dO. I needeD to reseARch ZoOS IN tHe area, and to look for CaMPGrOunds thaT could ACcOmMOdate botH tEntS and AN rV. TheRe waS AlSo the bacKpackiNG tRiP to orgaNiZe. SistEr colE haD deciDEd to See if sHe could fInd an OLd ward member whO Owned an orcharD. maYBE ANNa woUld Get to pick heR peaCH rigHt ofF ThE trEE, just Like hEr MOm HAd.

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That afternoon we weRe Decked Out in Our grubby clotHes and headING For the paIntbALl FIeld. Mark and I weRe squIshed into tHE back seaT of ChRistian's Car. No one wAS Talking. "SO haVe yOu eVer PLAyEd paintball beFORe?" I aSkEd, hopinG to Start thE coNveRsaTioN.

ALlison gavE a timid, "NO, bUt i hAvE alWays wANted to trY. IT loOkS fuN." She lOOked beSeechInglY aT CHRisTian who STaRED at tHe RoAd. I wOndErEd if wE werE CraMping hiS style. In tHe dAY thaT I HaD known hIm, he hadn't seemEd Shy, but I reaLlY diDn't knoW HIm all thaT well. I looked over at Mark wITh the saMe bEseecHing Look. I didn'T waNt to emBarRAss ChrIstian With oNe Of mY JOkes.

"CHRIsTiaN sAys you're on THE voLleybAlL teaM. How did You guys do this year?" MARk jUmped in, trying To sTart THE cOnvERsATioN.

"OKAy, I GUEss. We didn't quite Have the powEr THiS year that wE Had LaSt year," ALlison's Voice TRailed oFf as she tuRned to looK oUt heR SIde Window. She wAs obviouSly nervouS Too. ReMEmBerinG thAt feelInG, I sMiled. this
 Sister Cole, the next mor ning, wasinten se.  Ge tt inga la rge family mov i ng w as a big undertaking;no wo nd e r my mo m was  always la t e  ev er yw her e. We  talk edbriefly  about foo d,bu t decided to ha ve a speci almeeting just  fo r plan ni ngt he me nubecau se Chr i stianwas aller gi c  to wh e at andB r ot herCole was diabetic .  T h ere was some b asic c am p in g gea r t hey needed  t o pur c hase, s o  w e m ade a list. The b iggest thin g s o n theli stw ere th e ten ts tha t we needed . Af ter somediscus s ion, we realize d that  we  co uldn ' tpr ovi de Mic a hwit h  th e things  h eneede d in a t ent.  Si ster  Cole  thought shecou ld b o rro w her  pare nts'  R V and  leftto ca ll  them. They had  ret ired to N eva da  an da sto p  at th eir  ho use was  alread y  on  t h e li st. If we could us et h eRV, Rebe kah'sd es ir e  not tosl eep  ont h e gro undw ou ld be al l take n  c ar e of, a swell.
I  le ftthe m e etin g with  a listof th i ngs to do. I n e eded to resea r ch z oo s  inthe  area, andto l o ok f or c a mp gro u nds t hat c ou l da ccommodate both ten ts  and a n RV.  There was al so the bac k p a cking tr ip t o  o r ganize. Sister  Cole  had decid e d to see  if s he could  find ano l d ward m emb erwho  ow n e dan orchard. M a y be A nn a would  ge t to pi ckher  pe ach  r ight offthe tree ,ju st  l ike  herm om had.
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Th at af t ernoon  we w erede ck e d o ut in o u rg r ubby  c lo thes  an dheadi ng f o r t he pain tball fie ld. Mark  a nd  I were  squished int othe back s ea t o f Chri s t ian's ca r. No one was talking." So have  yo u eve r pl ayed pain tba ll bef ore ? " I as ked, h oping  t o s t a rt th e co nve rs ation.

Al l i son  gave  a  tim id, "No , but I have alway s  wa nted to try.Itlook s fu n." Sh e  lo ok e d b e s eechingly at Ch ristian wh os ta red at the roa d.  I wond ered if  we w e re cram ping hisstyle. In  t he d a y  th at I had k nown him , he hadn ' t see m ed  shy,  bu t I re al lydidn' t know him  allthat w el l. I l ooked  o ver at M ark with the same besee chinglook.  Ididn't wa ntt o e mbarrassChri stian with  on e o f myjok e s.

" Chri s ti ans ays y ou'r e  on the v o ll eyb a l lteam. How d i d you  guys  do this y ear? " Mark jumped in, trying to star t th e con ver s atio n. 

"Okay, I gue ss.  W e didn't q ui te have the  power t hi s  year  thatwe had  last y e a r, "  Allis on's  vo ice trail edof f  as she  t ur n ed tolook  o ut her  sidew indo w .  She was obvious ly ne r v ous t o o.Remem be ring th a t fe eling, I s miled. This 
 Sister_Cole, the_next morning, was intense._Getting a_large_family moving_was_a big undertaking;_no wonder my_mom was always late_everywhere. We talked_briefly_about food, but decided to have a special meeting just for planning the menu_because_Christian was_allergic_to_wheat and Brother Cole was_diabetic. There was some basic_camping gear_they needed to purchase, so we made a_list._The biggest things_on the list were the tents that we needed._After some discussion, we realized that_we couldn't provide_Micah_with_the things he needed_in a tent. Sister Cole thought_she could borrow her parents' RV_and left to call them. They had_retired to Nevada and a stop_at their house was already_on the_list. If we could use_the RV, Rebekah's_desire not_to sleep on_the ground would be all taken_care of, as_well.

I left the meeting with a_list_of things to_do._I_needed to_research zoos in_the_area, and_to_look for campgrounds that could accommodate_both_tents and an RV. There was also_the backpacking trip to_organize._Sister Cole had decided_to see if she could_find an old ward member who_owned an_orchard. Maybe_Anna would get to pick her peach right off the tree,_just like her mom had.

* *_*

That afternoon we were_decked out_in_our grubby clothes_and_heading for_the paintball field. Mark and I were_squished into_the back seat of Christian's car._No one was talking._"So_have you ever played paintball before?"_I asked, hoping to start the_conversation.

Allison gave a timid, "No,_but_I_have always wanted to try._It looks fun." She looked beseechingly_at Christian who_stared at the road. I wondered if_we_were cramping his style. In the_day_that I had known him, he_hadn't_seemed_shy, but I really didn't_know him all that well. I_looked over at Mark with the same beseeching look._I didn't want_to embarrass Christian with one_of_my_jokes.

"Christian says you're on the volleyball team. How did you_guys do_this year?" Mark_jumped in, trying to start the conversation.

"Okay, I guess. We_didn't quite have the power this year_that we had last year," Allison's voice trailed off as she_turned to look out her side window. She_was obviously nervous too. Remembering that feeling,_I smiled. This