I
hate camp. Every year yada yada yada. The only bright point is Luka, the Wild
Man of Camp Mellinjo, an orphan and a stray grown up. When he bolts out of camp
with the ook on his tail, I take off to see if I can save him, yet again—and
that’s when I discover Camp Mellinjo isn’t what it seems, and neither is Luka.
But seriously, guys, would my parents really sell me out?
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