Chapter 17: Into the 21st Century
I am determined to find Emelia. It seems the only way to do so is with the machine called computer. After Emelia and her friends left that day, I felt muddled by the thought of this face book and how to “find” Emelia Behrends. I rest that night on my pallet in its bed of dirt with her name pounding in my head.
So today I am starting my new endeavor of learning about the ways of communicating in this time and place. The first thing I do is gather my courage to go into the school building when the people are in there, and make my presence known as a student. Though my undead heart pounds heavily, I manage to go to the room labeled Computer Lab and sit in front of a machine as if I belong there. A young man with cinnamon-colored skin like Tituba and a smile
