Chapter Seven – Bring Out the Big Guns
WHEN CARRIE WOKE, SHE could hear Dave in the shower. She dozed back off to sleep while waiting for him to finish. The sound of the door opening jolted her awake again. She sat up, stretched and yawned. “Did you get a good sleep?”
“Not bad.” Dave was filling his bag with his Liaison Officer devices. “You’d better hurry up. Breakfast will be over soon.”
“Oh no.” Carrie swung her legs over the edge of the bunk and jumped down. “I’ll have to miss it then. I won’t have time for a shower otherwise.”
“You can’t have a shower. I’ve just cleaned it. And you shouldn’t miss breakfast. It’s the most important meal of the day.”
“What? Why did you clean it? It’s a shower. It’s already clean.”
Dave narrowed his eyes at her. “No it isn’t. Anyway, you had a show
