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the salt shaker and eyed her mashed potatoes. “If I were vegetarian I’d eat mashed potatoes every day. Yum!” she said, then tipped over the shaker to salt the potatoes . . . and the loose cap fell off, dumping a mound of salt onto her food.
    â€œNo!” Liza wailed. At the tables around her, othergirls were shrieking and laughing in surprise as the same thing happened to them.
    â€œWhat’s going on?” Samantha asked.
    â€œIt’s the oldest camp prank in the book,” Maddie replied. “The boys loosened the caps of all the salt and pepper shakers on the girls’ tables. You can’t tell, so when you go to shake it, the caps fall off.”
    She nodded to the boys’ side of the mess hall, where the boys were all cracking up at the girls’ reactions—even BB.
    Samantha started to giggle. “Sorry, Liza, but it’s kind of funny.”
    â€œMaybe,” Liza said, her eyes narrowing. “But if they’re out of mashed potatoes up there I’m going to swipe them from the first boy’s plate I see.”
    She got up and stomped back to the food line.
    â€œWow, she seems mad,” Amelia remarked.
    â€œDon’t worry, she’ll be fine,” Maddie said. “I pity those boys when Liza gets her revenge!”

chapter 5
    â€œBIG BUFFALO COMES FROM THE MOUNTAIN FAR, far away!
    Far, far away, woop, woop, woop.
    Far, far away, woop, woop, woop!”
    Maddie sang along with the other campers, ending with a big, loud WOOP and then bursting into giggles.
    â€œGreat job, campers!” Patty Lewis cheered. “Enjoy the rest of your night!”
    Maddie and Liza stood up and stretched. They’d been sitting cross-legged on a blanket during the camp sing-along. Maddie looked up at the shining stars scattered across the black sky overhead. Her dad had loved to show her the constellations.
    See that there? That’s the Big Dipper, he would say. And see how that star over there looks like it’s twinkling? Those are special stars. You can wish on them. Make a wish, Mads. Go ahead.
    When she was little, Maddie wished for things like chocolate ice cream or a new stuffed animal. As she spotted a twinkling star in the sky above her now, the power of wishing suddenly felt like a big responsibility. What would she wish for now? That Dad had never gotten sick? That Mom would be happy again? Or was it okay to wish for something frivolous, like wishing there’d be s’mores at the campfire tomorrow night? It didn’t really matter, anyway, because wishes weren’t real. If they were, Dad would still be alive.
    â€œEarth to Mads,” Liza said, interrupting her thoughts. “You okay?”
    â€œWhat?” Maddie asked. “Oh, yeah, sure. Let’s go get some cookies and milk.”
    They rolled up their blanket and headed over to the mess hall, following the rest of the campers. After the evening program there was a half hour of downtime before curfew, and most campers went to the mess hall for cookies and milk. Maddie and Liza found Libby, Emily, and Samantha sitting on some benches in the quad in front of the mess hall with three girls from the Betty bunk: Holly, Ava, and Morgan. They were all whispering and giggling.
    â€œWhat’s going on?” Liza asked as she and Maddie took a seat next to Libby.
    â€œWe’re voting on who the cutest boy is at camp,” Libby replied. “So far, Brandon has the most votes.”
    â€œTotally,” Liza said, nodding. “He’s like, way cuter this year for some reason.”
    Maddie shrugged. “I think he looks the same,” she said. “Maybe a little taller.”
    â€œI think that British kid is pretty cute,” said Morgan, a girl with big brown eyes and curly blond hair.
    â€œThat’s Gabriel,” Emily said. “Seth says he’s pretty nice.”
    Gabriel. Maddie’s heart skipped a beat. Wasn’t that the name