Prologue
They had the whole market covered. From preschool to high school, Camp Rock had a place for everyone. My mom went there when she was young. I suppose it's the only reason I go back every year, even with Tess and all of them. It's like she's still with me.
I still remember the first time I went to Camp Rock. I was 5, and my mom brought me. It was the first time I was ever away from home for more than a couple of hours. It wasn't a sleepover camp then, but I was there from 8 in the morning until 10 at night. More often then not, I would fall asleep at camp and wake up in my bed the next morning. That is, until the last week. That's when I fell asleep at camp, but then woke there. My counselor, Cindy, told me that something bad had happened and my dad was here to talk to me. That was the last day I ever saw my mom.
No one ever asked about why I didn't come back that year, though. No one except for Nate.
