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cared. They were already wet from the game.
    Riley sat on the dock to watch them go, hanging his feet in the water and feeling the warm sun on his shoulders.
    He’d played well. He knew that much.

CAMP OLYMPIA BULLETIN
Monday, August 2
    THRESHERS SPLASH TO WATER-POLO WIN
    Cabin 3 Snares a Softball Victory, Too
    The Cabin 3 Threshers racked up a pair of wins Sunday, dunking Cabin 1 in water polo and edging Cabin 6 in softball. The Threshers were the only cabin to win games in both sports.
    Tony Maniglia smashed a home run and a double in the Threshers 9–6 softball win. He also had a goal in the 3–1 water-polo victory.
    Other softball scores were Cabin 4 Fortunes 8, Cabin 2 Tubers 5, and Cabin 5 Fighters 11, Cabin 1 Wonders 4. Danny Avila—the star of the camp so far—had two home runs for the Fighters.
    In water polo, it was Sixers 5, Fortunes 3, and Tubers 7, Fighters 5.
    Tuber Talent Forges Early Lead in Points Race
    A rousing rendition of “My Sharona” by Cabin 2’s Phillip Lopez and Ryan McDonald capped an energetic and wildly entertaining karaoke competition Sunday night. The duo rang up a perfect 30, getting scores of 10 from each of the three judges. That result put the Tubers in the lead for the Big Joe Trophy with 6 points.
    Burrrrrrrrrp alert:
Hot-Dog-Eating Contest Is Tuesday night!
    More Rules to Live By
    —No food in the cabins. (Let’s not feed the mice.)
    —Three people in a rowboat is the max. Two is the minimum.
    —Do not carve your name into your bunk or the walls.
    —Obey all rules!

CHAPTER FOUR
Bad Blood
    R iley froze in his tracks, gazing skyward as the softball sailed high into the outfield. The arc would take it beyond where he was standing, so Riley started running, trying to keep his eye on the ball.
    This could be bad. The Cabin 3 Threshers were protecting a one-run lead in the bottom of the final inning, but Cabin 5 had two men on base and that ball was heading for the fence.
    Riley pushed harder, opening his stride and lifting his glove. Suddenly Vinnie’s voice stopped him cold.
    “I got it!” Vinnie yelled. He’d run over from center field to make the catch for the third out, securing the victory. Riley ducked out of his way and went sprawling onto the grass.
    Vinnie leaped into the air and threw the ball wildlytoward the infield. The rest of the Threshers met him behind second base and mobbed him. Riley caught up and smacked gloves with Diego and Kirby.
    “We’re number one!” shouted Hernando. His teammates picked up the chant.
    “We’re number one! We’re number one!”
    “Get a grip,” Shawn said with a laugh as they reached the bench. “There’s a long way to go before anyone gives us a trophy.”
    “They might as well start engraving our names on it,” Barry said. “We’re the best team in camp.”
    Riley nodded. He’d had a good day—no errors again (he’d fielded several grounders and caught one pop fly) and he’d hit the ball twice (for outs) and struck out once.
    “Looks like you guys got lucky,” one of the players from Cabin 4 said to Barry. Cabin 4 was warming up for the next game. That was the team that had beaten the Threshers in the opening-night basketball game.
    “Not as lucky as you guys were,” Barry said. “We’ll see you in a few days for water polo. Hope you like the taste of lake water.”
    “I’m scared,” the guy said. “Look at me; I’m shaking.”
    Barry just turned and started walking toward the cabin. Most of his teammates followed.
    Riley noticed that Eldon was sitting on the bench with his shoe off.
    “Had a pebble in there since about the fourth inning,” Eldon said. He shook out his shoe and put it back on.
    Since everyone else was gone, Riley finally had somebody to walk with.
    Eldon was a few inches taller than Riley and almost a year older, but he didn’t quite seem to fit in with the guys his own age. He tried to join them when they bragged about girls or joked around about how tough they all were, but he