“This is the other way that weight is reduced,” he said, lifting up the small box and placing it in front of me. At one end, it had an opening and...I could see the first bullet. “This ammo box uses the same thing that your mom’s food basket does. It’s enchanted with Enlarge and Lightweight. Pick it up and you’ll see what I mean.”I picked it up and was surprised how light it was. It couldn’t have been more than one pound, if that.“You’re saying this little thing contains five hundred rounds?. ? I said. All the women nodded in agreement. By now it was Sunday late afternoon and we all had to get back to the city. ?Toilet, come!? I said. Toilet appeared right away. ?Go pack up all our stuff and load it into the cars.? Toilet went and did as he was told. All the women sat around watching the fire slowly burn out.About an hour later Toilet had everything packed and we were ready to go. Chapter 7We were back. Walking about Camp Starkers with her daughter had tired her out a bit and she thought now would be a perfect opportunity to have a bit of a sit down and let these ‘younguns’ carry on undisturbed.Jessie was going to accompany her mother back to the other side of the grassy quadrangle before heading off to see what some of her friends were up to. Her mother said she would be just fine heading back on her own and let Jessie go off to do her own thing for a time before they all got back together. It had been a dumb play where people act as dogs. Max was an interesting man. Bigger than her husband, mustached and far more assertive. He must have spotted her looking at him because he walked right over and introduced himself. “Hello, I’m Max. How are you?” he opened. Candice replied that her name was Candice and her husband’s name was Greg.Greg said hello but Max glanced at him and talked only to her. They talked about the symbolism of the dog and man. The nature of both overlapping. She.