finally , i get into my own front seat and sit there , staring through the windshield . there were three stalls , and all of them had pen and sharpie scribbles on the inside and the outside . do you understand what i 'm telling you ? '' `` sorry to arrive without warning , but we need a few minutes of your time . '' still he was smiling as he hopped in his truck and pulled it around into the first row of lots the camp hosts were using for the brave december campers and parked in number 98 . 