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familiar. She feltâ¦what was Grandma Joâs word for it?
âDiscombobulated,â she said. That was it. She felt discombobulated.
Jennifer hadnât removed the scarab necklace when she lay down. In the darkness, she couldnât see the hieroglyphs, but she could feel its smooth solidity. She hesitated, then flipped it open. It was still empty. She hadnât really expected it to suddenly fill with some sort of magical dust, but who knew? If she wanted to get back home, she would have to figure out what the dust was. She was sure the amulet and its dust must have had something to do with her coming to ancient Egypt.
She snapped the scarab closed again. A cool breeze brought the many scents of the garden into the room, some sweet, some spicy. Funny how it could be so hot during the day and so chilly now. She sniffed appreciatively at the fresh clean air. No brown ring of pollution here.
Jennifer lay back on the wide bed. Actually, she wasnât sure she wanted to go homeânot yet, anyway. Even though it was confusing and even exhausting at times, she was enjoying herself. It was cool to see the buildings with their bright paints still visible. The people were nice. Mostly. She wasnât sure she trusted Ka-Aper. Everyone else was fine. Tetisheri was too chatty but seemed a good friend to Dje-Nefer. Jennifer wondered what her own friends would think if they were here.
âOh, theyâd probably be bored,â she said aloud. Or scared. Hannah wasnât interested in anything except clothes and makeup, and all Kelly and Ashley seemed to be able to talk about these days were boys and how immature that goof, Tyler, was acting. Jennifer felt like she was being left behind. She pretended to be interested in the same things, but really, it made for dull conversations. None of the others even wanted to play baseball any more. Theyâd all been together since the first grade, but now it was like they were drifting apart. All three of them had laughed at her when sheâd made the mistake of being excited about the Egypt topics.
Jennifer rolled off the bed and tiptoed to the garden doorway, hesitating. Sheâd been told not to go outside.
She snorted. There were no such things as demons.
She slipped into the garden. She could make out buildings all around, some of them with windows glowing from within. And it was so quiet! Most people were indoors for the night. The silence was broken only by bird cries and muffled voices. Somewhere, two cats fought over territory. Something large splashed in the river, sounding closer than it was.
Grandma Jo would have loved it.
âAdventure is where you find it.â It was something Grandma Jo always said. In a different country or in your own backyard, it all depended on how you looked at it. This was definitely an adventure. She couldnât explain it, but she felt like she fit in here. She wished Grandma Jo was there to share it.
Had Grandma Jo been worried about her? The dust had sent Jennifer traveling and she was now in Dje-Neferâs body. If Dje-Nefer was in hers, she was probably just as confused as Jennifer was. Jenniferâs world might seem a lot stranger to the other girl. At least Jennifer had known something about Dje-Neferâs world. She could speak the language, too. Maybe it was part of being in Dje-Neferâs body. So perhaps Dje-Nefer could talk to Grandma Jo.
Would Grandma Jo have understood what had happened? It would have looked like sheâd gone crazy. Jennifer hoped she wouldnât find herself locked in an asylum when she returned. If she returned.
Below on the street, a door creaked open and shut again. She heard Ka-Aperâs deep voice rumbling, and Neferhotepâs lighter one answering him. She thought she heard him mention her name. Moving as silently as possible, she padded across the cold garden tiles, then bent the reeds apart slightly so she could look down at the street. The two men were
âDiscombobulated,â she said. That was it. She felt discombobulated.
Jennifer hadnât removed the scarab necklace when she lay down. In the darkness, she couldnât see the hieroglyphs, but she could feel its smooth solidity. She hesitated, then flipped it open. It was still empty. She hadnât really expected it to suddenly fill with some sort of magical dust, but who knew? If she wanted to get back home, she would have to figure out what the dust was. She was sure the amulet and its dust must have had something to do with her coming to ancient Egypt.
She snapped the scarab closed again. A cool breeze brought the many scents of the garden into the room, some sweet, some spicy. Funny how it could be so hot during the day and so chilly now. She sniffed appreciatively at the fresh clean air. No brown ring of pollution here.
Jennifer lay back on the wide bed. Actually, she wasnât sure she wanted to go homeânot yet, anyway. Even though it was confusing and even exhausting at times, she was enjoying herself. It was cool to see the buildings with their bright paints still visible. The people were nice. Mostly. She wasnât sure she trusted Ka-Aper. Everyone else was fine. Tetisheri was too chatty but seemed a good friend to Dje-Nefer. Jennifer wondered what her own friends would think if they were here.
âOh, theyâd probably be bored,â she said aloud. Or scared. Hannah wasnât interested in anything except clothes and makeup, and all Kelly and Ashley seemed to be able to talk about these days were boys and how immature that goof, Tyler, was acting. Jennifer felt like she was being left behind. She pretended to be interested in the same things, but really, it made for dull conversations. None of the others even wanted to play baseball any more. Theyâd all been together since the first grade, but now it was like they were drifting apart. All three of them had laughed at her when sheâd made the mistake of being excited about the Egypt topics.
Jennifer rolled off the bed and tiptoed to the garden doorway, hesitating. Sheâd been told not to go outside.
She snorted. There were no such things as demons.
She slipped into the garden. She could make out buildings all around, some of them with windows glowing from within. And it was so quiet! Most people were indoors for the night. The silence was broken only by bird cries and muffled voices. Somewhere, two cats fought over territory. Something large splashed in the river, sounding closer than it was.
Grandma Jo would have loved it.
âAdventure is where you find it.â It was something Grandma Jo always said. In a different country or in your own backyard, it all depended on how you looked at it. This was definitely an adventure. She couldnât explain it, but she felt like she fit in here. She wished Grandma Jo was there to share it.
Had Grandma Jo been worried about her? The dust had sent Jennifer traveling and she was now in Dje-Neferâs body. If Dje-Nefer was in hers, she was probably just as confused as Jennifer was. Jenniferâs world might seem a lot stranger to the other girl. At least Jennifer had known something about Dje-Neferâs world. She could speak the language, too. Maybe it was part of being in Dje-Neferâs body. So perhaps Dje-Nefer could talk to Grandma Jo.
Would Grandma Jo have understood what had happened? It would have looked like sheâd gone crazy. Jennifer hoped she wouldnât find herself locked in an asylum when she returned. If she returned.
Below on the street, a door creaked open and shut again. She heard Ka-Aperâs deep voice rumbling, and Neferhotepâs lighter one answering him. She thought she heard him mention her name. Moving as silently as possible, she padded across the cold garden tiles, then bent the reeds apart slightly so she could look down at the street. The two men were
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