Holding the jar in his hands, Matt can't help but notice the weight of the jam. He quickly tires out and stops at a bench along the trail to catch his breath and examine his gift. The small jar, about 12oz, is unlabeled but does appear to be honey colored. Matt looks around to see if anybody is near then carefully unscrews the lid. With the final twist, a sudden overwhelming burst of aroma overtakes Matt as he lifts the lid off. The aroma wraps around Matt spurring a ravaging hunger. Matt takes a scoop of the jam with his hand an licks it ravenously from his fingers. This spurs another uncontrollable rush of hunger prompting another handful of jam. Five handfuls later there is conversation heard coming up the trail. Matt suddenly snaps back to reality, slamming the lid on the now half-empty jar, and jumps behind a nearby tree. Coming around the bend is Ken, the camp leader and the cook. They appear to be arguing.
"What a fine young boy, the Matt is. I'm sure he'll enjoy his stay at the camp." Says Ken.
"Zat iz if Ee can feet into 'is cabin after one week" The cook says with a laugh.
"That boy is not like the others," Ken says, "this camp needs a strong athletic type to lead the others and that is just what he will do. Now you best not spread your influence on him."
Angerliy the cook exclaims "I have alvays provided vonderful dishez for ze children, 'ow dare you accuse ME of ze children's bad 'abits".
With that the cook storms back up the trail towards the kitchen leaving Ken alone with his thoughts.
"This place is falling apart at the seams... literally" sighs Ken as he turns back towards the main office.
Matt realizes he had been holding his breath for some time and takes a deep breath. What had he just heard? Where are the other camp councilors? And why was the cook so defensive? Matt ponders these questions as he makes his way back to his cabin with hopes of seeing Russ. Before leaving the tree, Matt stashes the jam within the bushes but realizes it is not as easy to bend down. He lifts his shirt to find his once slender waistline is sporting a bit of pudge.
"How can that be?" Thinks Matt. "I know its been awhile since I last looked in the mirror... how interesting".
With that, Matt hurries towards his cabin. Upon arriving he:
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