"Sahabah is to the south," Sarai's voice echoed through the wind. "It lies at the heart of the five tribes. You stand in the land of the Jann. I could... have opened the portal to the other five tribes, but I think you will find your wife's family the most friendly to your cause." Thanks," Kyle said, looking around, wondering where her voice had come from.She did not answer."So, which way is south?" Fatima asked, leaning on her spear."No idea." Kyle looked up at the sun overhead. It looked like it. I am currently re-vamping this story to use the conditional variables feature, but it's not ready for use yet.The book is louder than Marnie is expecting when she slams its cover closed in frustration. She glances around the reading room sheepishly, but none of the other occupants seems to have noticed or cared about the disturbance. Gingerly, she picks up the slim volume and places it on the growing pile of items that aren't useful to her.Four hours already, and so far she hasn't found. She was wearing a beautiful wedding dress, with a long lace fringed train flowing behind her. Down the aisle walked a young girl with a basket of flowers, from which she was tossing lilies, as the wedding guests smiled at her.As the flower girl drew near the front of the church, she realized her mother was standing beside her. She was overjoyed, and embraced her."It's so good to see you again, Mom," she sobbed into her mother's breast."I'm glad to see you too, Samantha. I've missed you very. When they had a chance, Jo and Frank mostly asked Heather and Brooke about how they knew us, what their major was, and if they liked it.A lot of conversation revolved around how different the university was from the community college which Julie and Brooke attended. Since Julie didn't have anywhere near the grades that Mark had, she spent most of her first year up here working. Jo and Frank were sending help with tuition and the apartment but both she and Mark felt bad relying entirely on them.