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home with. I don’t know why it happens, or what I do to cause it, but I’m definitely sex-repellent. Jason’s the best chance I’ve had of someone being interested in me. I have to ensure I’m not being deliberately off-putting.
    After dark, people settle down following our last camp meal and I roam over to the army area again. It isn’t that far from camp in the daylight but at night it seems miles away. I head towards the lights, through a stand of gums and shrubs. There’s the path into here that the vehicles follow but I want to be discreet. It isn’t officially banned but we’ve been asked not to go there at night and I’ve been obeying the directive, until tonight.
    When I get closer, the flickering flames of a roaring campfire light up the area. I can see people clearly but I doubt they’ll be able to see me in the trees and shadows. There are about a dozen girls around a large campfire with the army guys. I haven’t been over here in the evenings because of the rules. I didn’t want to be invading their territory. How stupid of me. While I’ve been doing the right thing, other girls have been making sure the men aren’t lonely. Honestly, I’m a moron! Mardi will kill me when I tell her what an idiot I’ve been.
    It’s relaxed and cosy around the fire. No one looks at all worried about breaking any rules. The firelight flickers across faces and I recognise some of the girls. If I had known they were coming here, I could have come over with them. Maybe this standing on the periphery isn’t such a good idea.
    I turn away, disgusted at myself as shame burns in me. There’s no way on earth I can walk into that group, not with all those girls. Not this late. Not when I’m so desperate, pathetic, useless…
    I bite my lip while I fight self-recrimination. I haven’t taken life on, again. I try to make my legs walk away but they’re planted. I’m standing in the shadows. I can’t see everyone around the fire because of the trees but maybe if I stand here I’ll see Jason and seeing him might be enough. The army tents are beyond the fire a good fifty metres or so and a couple of lanterns distinguish the tents from the darkness. Stars dot the inky sky, yet there are no stars on the tents.
    â€œStill not taking hold of life?”
    I jump in the air, biting my lip to hold in my scream. The deep, familiar voice comes from behind and to my left. I turn towards it while dragging a rueful smile to my face. How is it that Jason calls me on my weakness without really knowing me?
    â€œYep, that’s me. Chicken Shit.”
    â€œSo, Ms Chicken Shit, what are you hanging around here for?”
    Good question. I’ll go for the amusing answer. “Private area over there.” I nod my head towards the campfire. “Been trying to get in for days. Didn’t want to intrude where I wasn’t meant to be.”
    â€œWhat makes you think you aren’t meant to be there?”
    I shrug. Why do I think that? There’s no reason…except the rules and my own lack of confidence. I’m not about to admit that, again. I grin instead. “No invitation.” My mouth twists to show my sarcasm.
    â€œConsider yourself invited, Ms Chicken Shit. Any time you’re feeling brave and need a walk on the wild side, come on over.”
    I bow elegantly, exaggerating my movements. “Why thank you, kind sir, for your generous invitation.”
    He swats my cheek. Not hard, just with his fingertips. They graze across my cheekbone before moving feather-soft over my cheek, down my jaw and dropping to my shoulder. “Cheeky Shit is what I should be calling you.” His hand doesn’t move from my shoulder and I don’t shrug it away. I like it resting there. Warm, strong and alive.
    â€œAm I keeping you from the party?” I ask to be polite, also because I can’t think of anything else to say. If