Mark Twain Library Long Beach Novels & Stories

"There's still two hours. I'll check all these documents first and leave half an hour before time. Happy Time Cafe isn't too far from here." "Alright. Oh yeah, don't forget, the twins have a world fairy tale reading event the day after tomorrow, so if you can, stop by the bookstore to look for a book, while you're out later." "Aye aye, captain!" A little past three I went to Happy Time Cafe to meet Mr. Dwight Thomas. He hadn't arrived when I arrived at the cafe, so I passed the time by checking my email on my iPad. "Good afternoon, are you Ms. Lauren?"

Nicholas asks. "Mark Twain," Rebecca answers. "He was some popular author from long ago." "Why are we going to some author's house," I ask. "I thought we were going to abandoned bunkers to try and find supplies so all of us could make it to Connecticut." "We are," Tristan answers. "The closest bunker I know of is near the Mark Twain's old house. The house is my landmark." "And you remember the way," Jacob asks from the backseat. "Yeah. Assuming nothing had changed too much, I still remember the way. Everyone ready?"