“The crazy thing about this is…” laughed Chuck nervously, “I don’t actually know where we’re going!”

“What?!” screamed Julie, already mad that her red hair had succumbed to the humidity of the jungle and frizzed up. “What do you mean you don’t know?!” Julie’s green eyes flashed dangerously.

“Well, you see…Remember when we were at the Rest Stop and I was supposed to get the map while you figured out a way to get us some food?”

“Yes…”

“Well…I kinda bought a souvenir with that money.”

Julie just looked at him.

Chuck reached into his pack, pulling out a small object wrapped in brown paper. “It’s a shot glass!” he said brightly, unwrapping the object.

“Let me see,” said Julie, slightly excited.

“Sure.”

Julie held the glass up to the light, watching it shoot rainbows across the jungle floor.

“It’s for my mom…” explained Chuck.

“It’s nice,” replied Julie, not looking at him.

“Thanks.”

Sudddenly, Julie hurled the glass at a tree, shattering it to pieces.

“That’s all I have to say about THAT !”