"So, let me help you with that! ". He said and opened the closed door, he first started to bring out all the unfolded clothes from and put them in a hanger before hanging them on the clothing racks. "So where is this camping being held?".
"Montanaville".
"Whoa!". Dad gasps and turns to me, he was blushing!. "That place is historic".
"Why'd you say that?".
"I've been there once or twice, baby you should go, if not for the camping but for the amazing things there, the mountains are beautiful. As big as the place is, it only has one entrance. Don't worry, you will be swayed when you get there". Dad began to tell me about his experiences. in my mind I started to imagine how beautiful it may be.
"So, who'd you go there with?". I asked fantasizing who the lucky date would have been. I regretted asking that question when the smiles on his face started to vanish. "Don't worry, I don't wanna know if it's a sad one".
