“Okay,” I say once the waitress comes back with Darcie’s juice, “what am I doing?”
“We have to find our next place,” Ray says. “Go to the internet and search for our location.”
“700 Bourbon Street,” Darcie says quietly.
“No, the location of Finian’s rainbow.” Ray corrects.
“Internet…” I repeat, searching the desktop. “The hell is the internet?”
Ray buries his face in his hands. “This is painful.”
“That one,” Sheila points to a small E in the corner.
“How do you know?” I ask her.
“I just do.”
“Got it,” I say as I pull it up.
“What’s the home page?” Paul asks.
“The what?” I ask.
“The home page,” he repeats.
I squint at the screen. “I don’t think you’re speaking English.”
Sheila groans. “Have you seriously never used the internet?”
“Excuse me for spending my entire life in a ward with no access to anything. How does everyone else know about this?”
“My mom,” Ray answers.
“Brent,” Paul says.
“They used it all the time back in Greenhorn,” Sheila offers.
Darcie shrugs.
“Okay, what’s the home page?” Paul asks again.
“Still don’t know what that means.”
“Oh my God! Give me this damn thing!” Sheila scoots over and takes the laptop from me, typing something in. “First thing I’m looking up is Greenhorn,” she tells us. Her fingers are flying on the keyboard, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her do anything that fast.
Suddenly her fingers pause over the keys.
“What?” Paul asks.
Sheila blinks her blue and brown eyes. “Greenhorn’s population is zero.”
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Just Jump
Teen FictionEnter Ben. He's your average seventeen-year-old guy, except for the fact that he has spent his entire life in Greenhorn, Oregon - a town thought to be abandoned. Truth is, it's home to more than 100 ventures, Ben being one. Some can Jump, some are g...
