Jill didn't know what to make of anything that had happened lately, which was probably part of the reason she was more than a little drunk and stumbling toward the clinic with two extra drinks in her hands. Neither of them were for her, because even considering that alcohol might be her next addiction, she was still aware enough of herself to know ( Read more... )

Though she'd spent God knows how many hours helping Carson with his research into the people on the island who looked alike and though she'd dated a man who'd adjusted just fine to seeing a younger version of himself running around, the idea of her very own clone was bothering Jill deeply. She'd already warned Mayko about the other woman and she'd ( Read more... )

Escaping the hut had been easy enough, considering Radek was going through the fun part of withdrawal again and was trying to sleep. Maybe it wasn't fair or nice, but Jill needed to get out and talk to Carson. Besides other alcoholics or addicts, she thought Carson was the only other person who would really be able to understand what was going on ( Read more... )

For the first few days following the weird body switching, Jill had actively avoided most of the people she'd seen over the weekend and she'd especially made the effort to avoid Carson. The only problem with avoiding the person she was supposed to be working with was that she became terribly bored without anything to do and ended up spending too ( Read more... )

Two days after she'd left Radek's hut, Jill still hadn't gone to the clinic. She wasn't sure she could tell any of the doctors there about what had happened, only because she knew how ridiculous it was, how juvenile and stupid they'd been. But more than she was ashamed, she wanted to know if she was already doomed to be miserable on the island or ( Read more... )