There's a weirdo in the woods

Part one

The caravan was older than me by six years. A 1979 Sprite caravan with textured beige walls, red upholstery, and a beige Formica sink. It sat at the edge of a patch of woodland at the bottom of a slope. The windows on the back wall, the front, and the end looked out at the trunks of silver birch, apple, and cherry trees, the lattice of their bare branch…