Actually, Stanley had been impressed when he first found out that his great- grandfather was robbed by Kissin’ Kate Barlow. True, he would have preferred living on the beach in California, but it was still kind of cool to have someone in your family robbed by a famous outlaw. Kate Barlow didn’t actually kiss Stanley’s great-grandfather. That would have been really cool, but she only kissed the men she killed. Instead she robbed him and left him stranded in the middle of the desert. ‘He was lucky to have survived,’ Stanley’s mother was quick to point out. The bus was slowing down. The guard grunted as he stretched his arms. ‘Welcome to Camp Green Lake,’ said the driver. Stanley looked out the dirty window. He couldn’t see a lake. And hardly anything was green.
Chapter four Stanley felt somewhat dazed as the guard unlocked his handcuffs and led him off the bus. He’d been on the bus for over eight hours. ‘Be careful,’ the bus driver said as Stanley walked down the steps.
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