““Think about something else," Kaitlyn said. "Did you ever find a cow alarm clock around here?" "No. A what?" "An alarm clock shaped like a cow. It was Lewis's. It used to go off every morning, this sound like a cowbell and then a voice shouting 'Wake up! Don't sleep your life away!' And then it would moo." Lydia giggled faintly. "I wish I'd seen that. It sounds-like Lewis." "Actually, it sounded like a cow." Kaitlyn could hear Lydia snorting softly in the darkness for a while, then silence. She pulled the covers over her head and went to sleep.””
