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Jacob’s Point Of View
Lizzie prepared a hearty all-in stew for the thirty or so people who were busy rolling out sleeping bags and preparing for the night. They quickly settled into groups who played games, talked, or read from books we stacked on a shelf for sharing.
Alicia was everywhere, all at once, showing friends around and explaining how the shower system worked between time allocations for kids, adults, and gender time, using privacy signs, and cleaning up afterward. She organized parties to help replenish our indoor woodpile from outdoors and ensured nobody went out of bounds, incurring the dangers of the woods.
Kate was surprised when Alicia told her friends that Mountain Lions were known to be in the area. I watched on proudly, enjoying her party.
“Alicia is a leader, Jacob.”
“She’s a nice one, like you. Alicia isn’t a bully or at all pushy. Her friends follow her because they love her.”
“That’s how she leads us, too, husband.”
“Do you think so?”
“Oh, come on. That girl can get you to do anything she wants. You’re just lucky she isn’t selfish or manipulative.”
“You’ve mentioned this before, Kate. Can I ask why?”