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CHAPTER THREE

Camp Chimo

“It’s been two hours, seven minutes and 34 seconds, Mrs. Morris. Are we there yet?” asked Zayn. “I really need to use the washroom!”

“We’re almost there,” Mrs. Morris answered patiently for the eleventh time. “Please put your stopwatch away; it’ll only make the time go slower.”

“I was just trying to keep my wudu,” Zayn grumbled to Ibrahim. “I guess I should have gone before we left.

“I guess you should have,” said Ibrahim, turning another page of The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.