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Chapter Six – Dinner Diversions
Chapter Six – Dinner Diversions “YOU CAN’T PUT YOUR stuff there. My stuff’s there,” said Dave. Carrie eyed the surface of the locker nearest the bunks, where Dave had arranged the entire contents of his Transgalactic Officer bag into neat rows and columns, all the items spaced equal distances apart. “Well, where can I put my bag, then?” “Over there,” said Dave, pointing to another locker on the far side of the cabin. “That’s yours.” “But I wanted to use this one, next to the bed. Then I can reach my things without having to get up.” Dave sighed. “Well it’s too late now. I put my stuff away while you were in the shower. I’ve organised everything.” “I can see that.” Carrie threw her officer’s bag across the room onto the top of the locker, where it landed with a crash. Dave winced. “
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