<div class="floatright">(https://www.frenchentree.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/06/Louise-Bourgoin.jpg)</div><strong>August 5th, 1922</strong><br/><br/>Letting out a sigh, she starts to make her way back to her room. It would be bad being caught in weather like this. Perhaps it was a sign. The moss was interesting and would be something to talk about with her hosts. Then again, hopefully, they would be gone before the end of the day tomorrow. For one, she cannot wait to return to civilization. It would also be a good idea to take some samples back home to have it analyzed. PIcking up the pace, she makes her way back to where she came from and entered the dining room. A cup of tea would be fantastic.<br/><br/>"Mary? May I bother you for a cup of tea?" she asks as she makes her way to the ktichen.