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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Zoie's House
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Now perhaps a couple of weeks ago, Mali would have thought the abundance of books on Egypt were mere coincidence, or that Zoie simply was really interested in Egypt. However, her belief in coincidences had been reduced quite dramatically in quite a short span of ideas. It was to the point where she was beginning to question if coincidences did in fact exist or if they were some fabrication of the human mind meant to make life simpler than it really was.

Although she had been looking for Greece and Rome, Mali decided to not pick out any of the books on either of those geographies. In a perfect world, she wouldn't need, too, but she could only carry so many books and keeping everything together was a bit difficult already given the whole broken hand thing. Idly, she noted that Hannah would probably be really interested in the astrology tomes and be able to get a lot out of them, assuming she hadn't already read them herself. However, Mali would probably get lost. Those kinds of books when not written for a broader audience had a way of using a lot of obscure terminology to vaguely describe things that didn't actually exist, and her brain had a way of sticking on points she didn't understand rather than get a grasp of the whole.

No, Mali picked a book that was closer to her strengths: [i]Findings Within the Temple of Kalabsha[/i]. Sure her forte was a completely different time and place, but historians were pretty consistent with how they wrote. A bit of Google searching might be necessary, but she had little doubt whether she would be able to handle it. There was no possible way that she'd be able to finish any of these books tonight, let alone all of them, but at the very least she could skim and do some targeted reading. 

Books all picked out, Mali left the study to go back to the room she'd been graciously allowed to use. When she walked into the kitchen, she was a bit surprised to see Zoie back in there. Honestly she had expected to not see another soul for the rest of the night. Less surprised was she to find her in a much dirtier, sweatier condition than she had been just a few hours prior. When living on a farm, a lot of dirty work was a given. Only thing that seemed off was that she had thought that most such farm work got done in the morning rather than night, but what did she know about the rural lifestyle.

[color=D5FF00]"Having fun?"[/color]