The Festival Of Fertility, Part Five
Lin Ming and her classmates continue their journey.Lin Ming didn’t wake until the plane touched down at the airport in Santa Cruz, Bolivia. The jouncing and bouncing when the aircraft hit the tarmac jarred her into groggy wakefulness. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been asleep, but it must have been quite some time. “Morning, sleepyhead,” Brian joked. “Did you rest well?” “Yes.” Lin fought back a yawn and rubbed her eyes. Her body felt stiff and sore after hours spent sle...