Lauren grumbled before responding. "Not now."

"Sorry. Do you remember that girl we passed, who was crying?"

The bunk woodwork squeaked as Lauren shifted around on the mattress above. "Yeah."

"Well, why do you think she was crying?" While Linda looked up, she could see shadows from branches wavering in the breeze creating dancing webs on the wall and ceiling.

Lauren took in a deep breath. "I don't know. Maybe her boyfriend hit her or something."

"No. I think it was something else."

"What? Like she lost her purse or something?"

"No." Linda paused to clear her throat. "She was crying because it was over before it even started. After all that trouble and all those crowds and the way the glass broke and people got hurt and then everybody was expecting to be transformed by the experience and it was just an ordinary show. That's why she was crying. I almost felt like crying."

"Oh," Lauren said, quietly. Before Linda could feel proud about sending her friend off into dreamland with that nugget of wisdom, Lauren spoke again: "Linda? Go to sleep."




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