Cindy and a Korean Boy

It was summer, 1953. I, a 16 year old high school student from Korea, a son of a fundamentalist minister, worked as a maintenace boy at a camp. One rainy day an American girl, a 15 year old camper, came into my cabin wanting a romantic relationship. Never been with a girl in a room alone in his life, he was befuddled and scared. After some deep thinking, he asked her to leave the cabin, and she reluctantly obliged. Thus starts a fictional love story.