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It was the first weekend in Fandom for a while.

So, Elizabeth figured that she was allowed to take it easy.

Her homework was done; although that wasn't hard as she'd lost two classes in the past two weeks. She was very glad that she'd picked up Western Lit to keep her timetable from being too sparse.

So, she had a box of chocolates open, she had a good book and she had Madonna playing. Really, what more did she need?
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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.

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