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“The ferry leaves at 5 a.m. I’m not packed.”
The voice at the other end of the line sounded pretty calm, considering. But she’s done this before. She knows how much time she needs.
Head girls don’t get rattled, not even when asked about how rough the ferry ride might be. “They say it’s a bit breezy.” Her nonchalant response in her lilting Irish accent stretched out those e's in breeeeeezy.
She didn’t sound concerned about being in charge of 12 valuable, high-strung racehorses in a van on a pitching ferry crossing the Irish Sea in the pre-dawn dark on a cold winter morning. No, not at all.
Head girls don't get rattled. That's why they are the head girls.