Jill watched Jack and Claire leave the farm from her vantage point at the window. I've got a few hours, let's be productive. Taking up a broom and dustpan, she began to sweep the floor clean.

Having swept up the noticeable dirt, Jill paused for a moment.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Who could that be? Jack and Claire said they would be out all day and the Mayor comes at 5 o'clock. Wielding the broom as a makeshift weapon, Jill cautiously opened the door to find none other than Mayor Thomas, towing a wagon and carrying newspapers.

"Jill, I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time." He looked at her oddly before she realized she was still toting the broom, so she leaned it against the wall beside the door.

"No. No, not at all. I'm just... confused because you're here earlier than I expected."

Thomas laughed sheepishly. "You see, the person who does shipments also delivers the newspaper on Fridays. Since I'm now that person, well, here I am." He handed Jill a newspaper. "Now help me load up this cart."

Fifteen logs and seven blocks of stone later, Mayor Thomas was soon on his way. Unrolling the newspaper, the Mineral Town Gazette, Jill noted the first page article was about the upcoming Spring Thanksgiving Festival, where boys give cookies to girls, on Spring 14. There were a few more articles about events in both Mineral Town and Forget-Me-Not Valley and ads from stores in Mineral Town. I bet Claire would like a look at the paper. Rolling it up and stuffing it under her arm, Jill opened the door and left the farm.

Now if I were Claire, where would I go? It's been an hour now since Jill started looking and she was no closer to finding her sister. It was still raining lightly so she took shelter inside the Inn, a small bell ringing when the door opened. Inside, a red-haired woman was looking at a painting, facing away from the door. Jill approached her, asking "Have you seen my sister, Claire?"

The woman glanced behind her at Jill. "What does she look like?"

"Well, she was wearing orange overalls today."

"Oh, her." The woman turned back to the painting. "I passed her headed farther south, probably the beach or Turtle Pond."

"Thank you so much, uh..."

"Nami."

"Thank you, Nami."

The rain had just about let up when Jill left the Inn. Following the path beside the inn, she soon was in a field with a few trees and a pond. There was a yellow-orange tent set up, but someone playing music caught Jill's attention. She followed the sound but a few seconds later and the music stopped again. Then, Claire spoke.

"That was pretty good."

A man answered her. "Thanks." There was a moment's pause before he continued. "Well, I'm holding you up. See you soon, Claire."

The entire time, Jill wandered closer to Claire and the man she was talking to, who had a beard and was wearing dark glasses.

"Alright then. See ya Gustafa." Turning, she spotted Jill and waved her over. "Jill! How long have you been there?"

Jogging over to the pond, she answered. "Not too long. A few minutes, maybe. Who were you talking to?"

Claire sat down by the pond's edge. "That was Gustafa. He wanted me to listen to a song he wrote." She glanced up at Jill. "So why are you here? What about the Mayor?"

"Oh, right!" She handed the newspaper she was carrying to Claire. "He came by early because he delivers newspapers." Checking the sky, Jill realized that the sun was low in the sky. "It's getting late. I don't want Jack to worry."

Standing up, Claire tucked the newspaper into her back pocket. "Well then, let's go."

Getting home, Claire and Jill found Jack facing away from the door, turning when they opened the door. "Oh, you're back." he said relived.

"So, did you find something good?" Claire hopped onto the bed and took out the newspaper.

"Yeah, and something I wish I never found too!" Jack snapped. Taking a few breaths, he continued. "Carter told me a thief showed up at Lumina's last week," He looked at Jill, "and you and Lumina ran into him. Why didn't you tell me?"

Jill hung her head. "Sorry, Jack. It's just that you were already worried about how late I came home, I couldn't cause you to panic about Skye too."

"Skye?" Claire put down the newspaper. "You know his name? Did you talk to him?"

"No, not really. It was mostly Lumina."

"Still," Jack took off his cap, "I don't want to see either of you hurt."

"Relax, Jack." Claire lay back on the bed and picked up the newspaper again. "Jill and I can take care of ourselves. So, what did you find?"

"I only found 11G. I came home after Carter told me about what's-his-name."

"Phantom Skye." Jill sat on her sleeping bag. "That means we now have 407Gs."

"Oh and I rescued another sprite, uh Roller, and he opened a casino at the Sprite Tree."

"It's been a while since I've played a good game of cards." Claire dropped the paper at the side of the bed. "I'll check it out tomorrow. Good night, both of you."

"Night Claire. Night, Jill."

"Sweet dreams."