What do I remember?
An image of a place full of color filled her mind, A place with all sorts of people.
Then she remembered Will.
“You do remember!” Frank cried excitedly.
Stacy’s eyes snapped open. “I do remember!”
She was back, where she truly belonged. A place called Havenport where she had been born!
“Where’s Will?!” she demanded. Will had been Sent before she was.
“Who’s Will?” Frank asked in some confusion. But his question was spoken to empty air. Stacy was gone.
She ran through the streets of Havenport, trying to remember where his house was.
I have to find him. she thought. I have to tell him I passed!

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