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Chapter Five
Holding her skirt above the tops of her boots, Abby watched the sky as she hurried along the twisting wash, but no cloud was to be seen. The water had receded, and the ground had dried beneath the baking desert sun except for puddles in pits and ditches.
Making sure Mike was still asleep, she had left his cabin silently half an hour earlier, having chosen from the clothing she'd acquired the garments most similar to those of her own time: a long pastel skirt and cotton blouse. Her hair was bound up in a bun beneath her still-drooping bonnet.
Her new maps in her hands, she hastened toward the fossil site to try to return to her time. The maps told where water might be found. Perhaps she had been sent here to rescue her family and not for any reason connected with Mike Danziger, despite her special sense telling her

 
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