Banana boats—prepped and foiled—are placed carefully among the coals. The campers stand closer, to the fire, to each other, where the smells of the forest are replaced by campfire smoke and bug repellent and something else. Pheromones fly like moths to their flames. Long past these hot, sticky adolescent days, a whiff of Off! will be a turn-on, something that floats her boat.
[100/young adult fiction/banana/flying]
Fun! I like the pairing of Off! and turn-on (and giggling at the notion of the smell of Off! acting as an aphrodisiac).
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