The next morning, Daisy slept in far too long, taking advantage of the fact that she had no early chores to do and that the boarding house had high-quality curtains that kept the light out. The proprietress was making lunch by the time she went downstairs and she had never felt so lazy.
Traveling must have worn her out more than she thought! She hadn't slept in this late since the time she pulled an all-nighter in college to finish an assignment she completely forgot was due. After that, she had crashed for fourteen hours straight.
She ate her lunch, thanked the proprietress, and then headed out in search of a good affordable bookstore. If they had a used one back in Cloverfield, they had to have one here, right?
Wrong. Daisy walked all over town and could not find a single bookstore without astronomical prices. She was a farmer! How was she supposed to afford a single one of these books?!
