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Hours later when the train finally came to a stop in Samish, the sky was already light and the sun had just broken over the horizon. Sam had lain in the black powder, which had proven soft enough to cushion the constant vibration. She had not slept, but there had been times when she drifted at sleep's periphery.

Doing her best to ignore the various aches and pains that pervaded her body, Sam left the train and weighed her options.

Though she was wearing her "homeless" clothes, she did have her wallet and phone on her. She didn't want to call Kathy to pick her up and try to explain why she was dressed the way she was, stuck in Samish without transportation. Hell, her mom still didn't know she was suspended. So, getting a ride from mom was out. It would be far too expensive to take a cab back to Blackrock but… she could afford a bus ticket.