John then headed down the A20 for Folkstone to jump on the Eurostar to Calais. Since John was heading to the mountains he took the cranberry colored R...nge Rover Sport and left the Aston in the London car park. Even first class on the Eurostar sucked and John napped and read a bit of The Green House while sipping on decidedly mediocre coffee. John had grabbed Llosa’s early novel at the last minute deciding it was time for a re-read. John thought a little time spent with Bonifacia would do him. Obviously, it was time for her to get the latest Apple phone. She had to have the best and the latest.I could have lived with mine a little longer. After all, mine was state of the art only a short time ago. The "best" is a relative term. The "best" has a short lifespan.I apologized to her when we inadvertently bumped into each other. "Sorry, I didn't see you." No problem," she answered, intent on the store demo.I watched her make the phone go through its paces then asked, "So what do you. "Damn it!" I whisper. I completely slept through the rest of my day. I had homework to do and hated the world for it. I grudgingly stand up, My back popping uniformally. I wipe my hazey eyes and blink a few times. I clumsily walk to the kitchen, Feeling as though I had been asleep for two days. I pour myself some orange juice, watching the miniature tsunami wave of bright orange cascade in to the glass. I swig it down quickly, wetting my dry and raspy throat. I set the glass in the sink,. Sheila stood and stretched after too long sitting on an uncomfortable wooden bench without padding. "I'll show you both to your quarters if you two are willing to call it a night."After several minutes, the last of the group drifted away to their rooms.The colony's sleeping quarters were on the second level balcony that ringed the rectangular shaped Great Room. I did a quick count; there were twenty-four doorways in total, seven on each side of the long axes, and five each on the short sides of.