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Meg is working very hard at not scratching her chicken pox. Because scratching is bad. Infections. Scars. General unpleasantness.

She will just have to find something else to focus on.

Other than worrying about things at home.

She really should have asked Edward for some books she hasn't already read.

Or crossword puzzles.

Meg surveys her choices again and finally picks Jane of Lantern Hill, then settles back into bed to read.

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Meg quite likes the oatmeal lotion Parker brought her.

It doesn't clash with her hair nearly so much as the calamine, and it seems to work fairly well on the itching.

She's still ridiculously covered in little red spots, but they're mostly crusted over now.

Still, she'll wait at least another day before she goes downstairs.

Much better safe than sorry.

Meg gives up on examining her face in the mirror and goes to pick a book to read for the afternoon.