It was 10 o’clock. If she was serious about keeping her mind, she would need to focus and finish. No distractions like yesterday. She’d probably a...so need to find someone to study with tomorrow, since there was no way to be sure about where her memories would be in one more day.She reviewed the first five problems a few times until she was pretty sure she understood what she was doing, and then she set to work on the unfinished problems. She had to watch a few tutorials on Youtube, but she was. If he?d been willing to let her navigate, they?d have gotten to the bed and breakfast already. But no! She was only a real estate broker, used to reading sub-division maps and to checking out prospective properties all over the county. He was a _Man_, with a man?s perfect sense of direction.Well, other than this thing he had about directions and maps was his only really major flaw. He was a pretty good guy, smart, considerate, with a great sense of humor. And some of his other manly. It was a smaller, PINK version of mySuzuki RM 125cc! Apparently, the trademark blue and yellow plasticwasn't good enough for my new "chick" persona. "My" new Suzuki RM 80was covered in a customized pink and white scheme (convenientlymatching my apparel)."God, besides racing, I must be such a girly girl!" I mumbled tomyself.My dad greeted me by waving a screwdriver with his one hand. "Hey,sweetie. How does the track look today? I'm almost done re-jetting thecarb... errr... I mean, making sure. Those who don't like it are free to leave."Pernice frowned slightly and he turned to Jorgarn."Is there a time I may speak privately to you?" he asked.Jorgarn bit back a chuckle because he saw Pernice was serious."My next appointment is with that horrid, hateful medic tomorrow afternoon," he said.The other three men had an inkling about what Pernice wished to discuss and they wanted to be as far away from it as possible."Actually, we are due at the training ground," Fieth said after glancing as.