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Collin was already planning his next pillow fort. Hopefully, his cohort-mates would be generous enough to lend him their pillows and blankets again. If not, he would have to ask one of his New Rome friends if he could have a pillow fort at their houses. He didn’t think his mom would agree with him having a pillow fort in their house. He had made a list of people he remembered who were his friends and had already asked most of them if they would go. One was left and it would earn him a trip to the neighboring cohort. When he had reached the third cohort, he gently knocked at the door, hoping Maya was there.









