Start reading on 3 September:

Well I spent a lot of today re writing the older portions.  I have to figure out how to re introduce the rewritten segments.  I have not decided on the best way to do that just yet.  I did make a very little progress today.
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Aidan smells it before she sees the hotdog stand directly in her path.  Her stomach begins to churn, as if on cue.  There is a large sign above the stand and in bright bold letters it reads, “Hot Dogs” on the left of the sign and, “Corn Dogs” on the right, and between the two is a picture of a coin that has the words, “5 Tokens,” emblazoned across its middle.  Aidan licks her lips instinctively, looking longingly through the windows of the stand.  The stand has windows that stretch across the front from one end to the other.  There are small opens where the workers can stick out their head to take orders.  The large windows give a clear view of the cooking area inside.  From where she stands she can watch one of the workers, who is wearing a silly uniform, while she adds new hotdogs to the ones already spinning over the flames.  The juice from the hotdogs drips making it appear as if the flames are dancing up to lick the juice away.  Another worker is dipping hotdogs in the corn batter and bringing them up and making a gooey mess of the counter and herself.  Unaware Aidan has slipped into the line and has reached the front.  The attendant at the window impatiently asks, “Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to order something?”

Aidan looks up in shock; surprised by the attendants loud outburst.  She looks around at the crowd staring and her and mumbles, “I am sorry I have lost my belongings and I don’t have any money on me.”

Impatiently the attendant explains, “If you have no tokens you will need to get out of the line until you have some.  There are people waiting who already have their tokens.” “Now move!” he says in a loud stern voice.