Around midnight she decides to sit in the middle of the road, refuses to walk any more, starts cursing, spitting on us. Says what would really make her happy is if all of us would burn in hell. Before it's over she manages to raise everyone's hackles, even stalwart Jenna and the normally tranquil Nancy, sending them over to staff with teeth and fists clenched, asking if they could "hit her just once. C'mon, just once!"
					Not surprisingly, when we got to camp, sometime around one in the morning, Lisa called a group to talk about it. But instead of telling Brenda what a bitch she was - and that would have been pure Lisa -she said only that she understood Brenda's loneliness, that she knew about the anger she felt being here. That things would get better. That if she needed to talk . . .