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As she passed the small shops lining the street, Scarlet thumbed through the pages of the small book she had just purchased from the bookstore.  She hadn’t gone to the store looking for anything in particular, just something to take her mind off things. This book wasn’t necessarily doing the trick, but the feel of paper between her fingers soothed her and the uneasy thoughts that plagued her mind. She still wasn’t comfortable here in New Orleans. The air was too thick, too arid and Scarlet missed the brisk wind that was probably breezing through Spokane at that moment. Of course, the air wasn’t the only thing off, but just one of the many things Scarlet knew she had to get used to. She’d always been rather quick to adjust, but sometimes it’s hard to take in so many new things at once. The books helped though. Lost in thought and the pages of her book, Scarlet forgot to pay attention to what was going on around her, that is until, she bummed into someone, dropping her book.