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The first thing Mrs. Natalie Jenkins noticed about young Jason Powell was that he looked remarkably mature. She studied his tall, muscular form and his intense blue eyes in wonderment, finding it difficult to believe that such an obviously well-equipped young man would need the services of Weatherly-Brooks Summer Camp for Boys.
Weatherly-Brooks was supposed to be a project to help under-privileged or emotionally immature youths prepare themselves for the important transition from eighth grade to high school. It was conducted during the summer before the boys entered the ninth grade, and it included programs of academic and social instruction as well as the traditional sports and recreation activities usually associated with summer camps.
This was Natalie’s first summer with the Weatherly-Brooks Camp, and she had, somehow expected the boys to be much younger-looking than Jason Powell. As he stood patiently in the doorway of the teachers’ and counselors’ cabin, the tall, brunette three R’s teacher couldn’t hide her pleased amazement, and it was several moments before she said anything.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Jason,” she began breathlessly. “You are Jason Powell aren’t you? My husband said you had to pick something up …” Her words sounded hurried and nervous, but the good-looking teenager appeared not to notice.
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