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Chapter Ten
Martha sat on a sofa in Jo's room, chewing at her fingernails and watching the program on the movie channel. A book by Stephen King lay open beside her. Jo lay on the bed staring at nothing in particular. She was deep in thoughts and Martha decided to let her be, having tried several times to start up a conversation without success. Jo suddenly jumped up from the bed startling Martha. She looked excited and Martha instantly knew she was up to something and she didn't like the look of it. “We can't just sit around and wait,” Jo said pacing about in front of the television. “We have to find a way to get out of here.” “How do you plan on doing that, Sherlock?” Martha turned away from her and picked up her novel since her friend would not allow her to continue watching the movie showing on
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