Friday morning [239/240]

*points at new laptop power cable and does a happy dance*


Elizabeth had some of Jack's caffiene package when she woke up.

Bad plan.

She was all but bouncing around the room, waiting for Cameron to turn up and the others to wake up so they could go running.

She eyed her water bottle, and then looked across at Janet's bed.

No.

Twice would be pushing it.

Room 239/240

Elizabeth is lying, curled up on her bed with a stuffed bear.

A small, neatly wrapped box is sitting on the bedside table.

She's trying to read; the same book she's been reading ever since she was in the library after Speech class.

Her mind keeps flashing back to the trip she made to Mali and the Ivory Coast. She can hardly believe how young and naive she had been. How back then she thought that she could help change the world.

She seems to reread the same paragraph over and over again

"A tumble? Oh, yes - out of the swing," said Katy, as it all came slowly back to her. "Did the rope break, Aunt Izzie? I can't remember about it."

She always reached for books from her childhood whenever she felt down.