Publisher's Synopsis
She somehow made it to the bus stop. The world seemed to be spinning around her and everything suddenly went dark. When she woke up she was on the floor. She had only blacked out for a few seconds, but there was a crowd of people around her. "What can I do to help "They were all saying, but Zoë just shook her head and said thank you. She didn't need anyone else's help as long as she could get to the bus stop. When the bus came, her head was still spinning. She couldn't have M.S. It must have been a mix up.
