"Have we figured out how that works yet?" Kathy asked, because that was better than whining about how she'd been hoping her could just wave some kind of science wand around and fix her.

She'd thought about trying to find Anders or Rapunzel, but there was no way she was going to look for people who might not be themselves this weekend. Look what had happened when she hadn't even gone looking.

"Cracked rib explains why it hurts to breathe. I just kinda assumed it was pain radiating from my shoulder."