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Isaac said. “See I told you she would be shocked. This is all data that should be preserved, but was being let parish. The elders agreed that if you were willing to undertake compiling it. Then they have no problem with you undertaking the task. And as said, the material here is yours to take and work on where ever you go. They did say they would like a copy of the work you compile.”

Sara said. “Of course they will get copies as it is finished. Or do you think they want to see the notes? I just thought they would be as much of a mess as the books. I’m not trying to hide, after all history belongs to all.”

“I know your not child. I ‘m just telling you what they said, and I think the finished papers would be best, after all they will be far easier to organize. Run on now and get some work done before time to start supper. You may do you school work in the family room tonight after supper.” Sara curtsied and went up to her room. As her computer was turning on she took out her necklace. ‘how the road’ ‘any news’ Viv was still worried.

It was not long tell the charm warmed ‘road rough slow’ ‘home wind damages’ ‘few little hurts’ ‘you surprise good’

Sara relaxed glad to know someone had heard a bit. ‘uncle sent other town’ ‘lots old paper mine’ She knew that Viv would understand.

Sure enough she felt her excitement. ‘good more data’ ‘get typing latter’

Sara said. ‘glad home well’ ‘stay safe’. Then opened her document and managed to get another three pages typed up. It would be far easer if she didn’t have to keep adding words to the dictionary, and rechecking the spelling of them. So few of the terms used now were in the program they had. She headed downstairs and saw Jacob on the way, still think of the dictionary issues she said. “Say Jay if you and your friends are still looking for a big project, how about updating the word processing programs with the modern way. I mean they are still using pre change spelling and grammar. It would make essays easier if we didn’t have to keep triple checking which was right. Or is that only me?”

Jacob said. “I don’t think anyone thought of that and your rigt none of those have had any big changes made to them in at least fifty years. That is needed and well over do. Giving you fits is it?”

Sara said. “A few, mostly with spellings, it is good at making me think I have it wrong. So I refer back to the book, then to another incase the first is wrong. It makes it harder to type the paper up.”

Jacob said. “I bet there would be less complaints if it was up dated. I am sure you are not the only one who has to cross check those things. Thanks sis, that is better than anything we had come up with. As old as the code is I bet it will be fun to dig in. Even if we end up rewriting it all. I will have to see what the guys say, but I bet we will be writing it up. Hay we can use that, those errors, as evidence. It will give us our argument even. Nice.”

Sara laughed. “Have fun.” She headed on down stairs to see what she could do for supper.

Edith looked up. “Good, you have the desert. We need three cakes. Both of your Uncles and there families will be here. We need to start planning the family’s part of Saturdays feast.”

Sara paused she had forgot about the result feast. It was a big deal, there would be a reading of the results and the funding granted to the town for the next year. Then the women set the tables as the men started talking how best to use the money. The ones who took the test were seated at the top table, and were thanked for there effort. She paled a bit as she moved to the counter. “I had better make one cinnamon then. Uncle Ab would be upset if there wasn’t a spice on the table. Should I make one of the others berry?”

Edith said. “That sounds fine. You of course, as guest of the feast will not take part in any of the planning or preparation. But you will have enough to do as it is with your paper and those old papers. Just what will you do with that trash?”

Sara ducked her head. “I guess I have a life project. I am stunned, truly to have it, but I am glad to have records from other towns to look it. It will be interesting to see how they compare. I will make a record for them as I will, or hope to, of ours. The more there is to include the fuller the record will be.”

Edith said. “I just hope you don’t get even more turned.”

That night she wrote a letter to Jack about the books explaining it would be a bit tell she could go though them and see if the pattern still held, then gave it to Mr. Bixter to send the next day. If he had a problem with it he didn’t share it. The week passed and Sara settled back into her home. There were conversations that stopped when she entered a room. At home she put it down as the feast planning, and at school to the rumors that would catch up with her eventually. But none of it was worth worrying about. Zac and Abiram made a point of sitting with her at lunch, but she knew she was being shunned. But she had expected it to happen. She got her paper typed up and stayed up late Friday printing out four copies of it.

Saturday she woke with a start in a lot of pain. It took her a bit to remember the necklace. By the time she had it out Viv had written her. ‘bad road bump’ ‘arm broke but safe’ ‘home letter soon’

Sara frowned. ‘u sure.’ ‘glad home’ ‘take care rest’ Viv had said the road was real bad but the teachers had decided against stopping as there was another storm forming. Still just how had the arm got broken, and there was more then a hurt arm.

The charm warmed. ‘grandma fixing me’ ‘sleep medicine now’ She felt a since of heat and remembered that Viv’s grandmother was a healer. She would set her right. Still there was no point in trying to go back to sleep after that.