With Karen's query "setting the mood", Jeffrey's question didn't seem so jarring or enigmatic.

It elevated the tone of our game of Truth or Dare into a no-holds-barred confessional for grown-ups.

Karen showed no signs of wanting to stop Jeffrey. Instead, her eyes bulged with excitement, flames of gossip fanned by her eagerness.

Dorothy felt the question was too sensitive to broach and was about to suggest Jeffrey pick another when Everett spoke up beside her— "Not her." Silence fell over the group.

The crackling of the campfire's embers was the only sound punctuating the hush.

Everett just smirked, his gaze locking with Dorothy's without a hint of evasion, and said, "Then who?" He was doing it on purpose. Dorothy knew it. It was so unlike him to joke around at a time like this! Karen burst into laughter and immediately pressed on, "How old were you back then? A teenager? In your twenties?" "That's another question. Wait for the bottle to come back to me." "Deal!" Karen was keen to keep the spotlight on Everett to satisfy her curiosity.

But the bottle, stubbornly, would either point to Jeffrey or land on Dorothy! As the night grew denser, with only the flickering firelight dancing around...

"Last round! Time to hit the hay," Jeffrey, concerned about Karen's sleep, suggested we call it a night.

"Alright!" Finally, after several spins, the bottle pointed straight at Everett.

him!" Karen was so

smiled. She wasn't curious

dare?"

or dare?" Dorothy thought for a moment. "Dare." "Alright." Everett

dare for later? You'll owe me one, no

eyes deepening, pondering for a long

day, aren't you?" His question was rhetorical, but the humility in

was Everett, after all! Such humility should never

minute before Dorothy chuckled. "No,

pinky. "Pinky swear.” "Yeah, pinky swear." Everett linked

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