Then she decided to do what everyone had urged. She went back to her room, burrowed beneath the covers, and slept until Thursday morning. “It’s like you were dead, if you’ll pardon the expression,” Andie said as they dressed for class. “I talked to you when I came in last night, told you everything went okay, that the food tent didn’t burn down and no one was poisoned or shot and we made money, but you didn’t answer me. You must have been really wiped out. Feel better?” Eve did feel better. She felt rested, and when she glanced out the window and saw nothing but bright sunshine, she made up her mind that that day would be better than the day before. Maybe Andie was right. Maybe her tormentor had crawled off to lick his wounds after she’d got away from him on The Snake. Maybe he’d given up. “I think,” she said as she fastened the barrette around her hair, “that tonight we should have some fun. We’ve all been working our little buns off this week, and we haven’t had a chance to play.
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