Sookie's eyes drifted to her sleeping niece. "There's little Izzy. She can help out with the younger ones. We can teach her to fake sick and get out of school. I doubt she's learning anything useful there anyway." Just how to be another worker and she'd learn that soon enough.
"Me too." Sookie agreed and reached into whatever pool of optimism she still had. "Maybe we'll wake up on the island again and this will all be just another one of the island's tricks." One of the meanest she'd encountered. "And if not, we'll figure something out."