“We were mad, hungry, juicy, flirtatious girls who could barely contain the energy coursing around in our bodies. It felt as natural to fall in love with Carrie or the other counselors as it did to lust after Rob, the heartthrob stablemeister. Or, in my case, Paul Newman, whose Manhattan apartment building I’d spent the previous winter staking out, on the theory that if he ever laid eyes on me, he would immediately recognize that I was his soulmate and dump Joanne.”
– from Camp Paradox
