Some Kind of Shelter: Part Two The young Techo was already climbing out
of his improvised bed, walking over to the door. "If it's Martin," he snapped,
"he can forget it unless he's taking you home as well..."
Her Spirit's Eyes: Part Seven "Come on, sleepyhead!" Rorri said with a giggle.
"It's a nice, sunny, Saturday morning! You're not gong to spend it in bed,
are you?"