"I'm bored out of my mind. All I do is eat and sleep, sleep and eat. How could I not be bored?"
"If you're so bored, why don't you read something? Didn't you say reading was fun? There are plenty of books around here."
"Read?" Miranda glanced at the stack of books on the table. They were in three categories—geography, history, or military strategy.
To her, those were just a different kind of boring.
"Forget it. I'll just stay bored!"
She slumped onto the rug, staring blankly, waiting for nightfall.
Watching Miranda lie there, eyes glazed over, Carson began to feel a twinge of boredom himself.
He had always found some amusement in her busyness.
Now that she was motionless, he didn't know what to do either.
He now also found it pretty boring.
After five minutes of staring into spac
