Kyle had been spending too much time inside.  There was no getting around the fact that he was depressed.  His demeanor and his clothing sagged.  Only a couple of years ago, he had been the snazzy dresser.  He spent an hour every day getting ready for school.  And yet, he was still an altar boy at heart.  So two years ago, he decided to enter the seminary.  It wasn't so much that he wanted to become a priest, he really just wanted to study doctrine and work with historical religious texts.  He had a firm belief that the key to happiness could be found there.<br/><br/>And he thought he had found it.  Right up until the seminary kicked him out for behavior unbecoming to a priest.  Kyle's world came crashing down around him.  His years of devotion and service, wiped out.  All because he had questioned current accepted dogma.  His parents had been supportive, as had his sister, but it was still a lot to bear for Kyle and he had spent the last few months basically hiding away in his basement bedroom.  He started lifting some weights to stay in shape, but other than that he did very little.<br/><br/>Then, Melanie called and invited Kyle to spend some time with a few friends, and Kyle, after almost rejecting the offer, decided that getting out of the house for a while might do him a world of good.  So, he showered, shaved and packed for a few days of camping.  Today he had put on some comfortable jeans with a light t-shirt and sandals to finish off his ensemble.  His bathing suit sat in his tent, in case he wanted to swim, but he hadn't felt the urge today.<br/><br/>Kyle was currently lying down, his head propped up on a log that was padded with his sweatshirt.  "Hey Mel, is that my beer cooler?  If so, could you toss me a bottle before you get comfy."  He stared up at the first couple of stars that were starting to peek out as the sky darkened.  "It's almost too beautiful out," he mused.