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"Good morning, Annie! Pancakes are ready."
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Jack takes his hand off her shoulder. She <stützt sich hoch> and looks
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around. James is driving the bus on a surprisingly very intact highway.
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Yesterday's mountains are still visible in the far distance behind them.
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A seeminly endless desert has taken their place <might benefit from a
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description of said desert>. Annie gets up <need more descriptive way of
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saying that> and goes to the improvised kitchen area. Jack wakes up
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Michelle, then he tells James. <bus stops, engine turns off, they all sit
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down around the table and start to eat, short mention of what the dog’s up
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to>
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"So when are we gonna reach the <mining company> pit?", Michelle asks.
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Jack looks at James. James tils his head slightly and shrugs.
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"Like five hours ago?"
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"You’re kidding."
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"Didn’t wanna wake you up."
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"Uhh..."
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He grins.
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"Don’t worry, I won’t drive from here."
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"Wait... doesn’t that mean that we’re way ahead of schedule?"
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James shrugs again, this time holding up his hands. She turns to Jack:
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"How much ahead are we?"
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Jack glances at his watch.
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"About three hours. But if you’re as lucky with the wind as James, we’ll be
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more ahead by the time we arrive."
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"You didn’t sleep, did you?"
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"Sleep is overrated anyway - but if you allow it, I’ll be going to sleep
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very soon."
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<missing section>
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The four do quick work of the dishes. Annie washes them, Jack <rinses?
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Basically, he drags them through a bowl with clean water.> them, James
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dries them off, and Michelle puts them away. Jack goes to sleep after that,
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the others go to the front. Michelle sits on the driver’s seat and turns
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the key. Nothing happens. "Oh, yeah, that’s been a problem", James
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remembers. "Can you open the door for a sec?" He grabs a big wrench and a
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jumper cable, and heads outside. Michelle and Annie hear him opening some
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panel in the back of the bus followed by arcing noises. The engine begins
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to turn over. Michelle turns the key again. Finally, the engine roars to
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life. James slams the panel shut and returns.
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"Good morning, Annie! Pancakes are ready."
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Jack takes his hand off her shoulder. She <stützt sich hoch> and looks around. James is driving the bus on a surprisingly very intact
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highway. Yesterday's mountains are still visible in the far distance behind them. A seeminly endless desert has taken their place <might
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benefit from a description of said desert>. Annie gets up <need more descriptive way of saying that> and goes to the improvised kitchen
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area. Jack wakes up Michelle, then he tells James. <bus stops, engine turns off, they all sit down around the table and start to eat,
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short mention of what the dog’s up to>
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"So when are we gonna reach the <mining company> pit?", Michelle asks.
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Jack looks at James. James tils his head slightly and shrugs.
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"Like five hours ago?"
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"You’re kidding."
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"Didn’t wanna wake you up."
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"Uhh..."
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He grins.
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"Don’t worry, I won’t drive from here."
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"Wait... doesn’t that mean that we’re way ahead of schedule?"
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James shrugs again, this time holding up his hands. She turns to Jack:
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"How much ahead are we?"
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Jack glances at his watch.
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"About three hours. But if you’re as lucky with the wind as James, we’ll be more ahead by the time we arrive."
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"You didn’t sleep, did you?"
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"Sleep is overrated anyway - but if you allow it, I’ll be going to sleep very soon."
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<missing section>
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The four do quick work of the dishes. Annie washes them, Jack <rinses? Basically, he drags them through a bowl with clean water.> them,
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James dries them off, and Michelle puts them away. Jack goes to sleep after that, the others go to the front.
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Michelle sits on the driver’s seat and turns the key. Nothing happens.
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"Oh, yeah, that’s been a problem", James remembers. "Can you open the door for a sec?"
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He grabs a big wrench and a jumper cable, and heads outside. Michelle and Annie hear him opening some panel in the back of the bus followed
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by arcing noises. The engine begins to turn over. Michelle turns the key again. Finally, the engine roars to life. James slams the panel
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shut and returns.
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<yeah, revision needed, I know>
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