Chapter 2

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Yvonne lay in bed, sulking, barely touching her dinner. By morning, hunger was what finally dragged her out of bed.

4.30 AM, and while the other kids her age were still deep in dreamland, Yvonne, clutching her growling stomach. struggled to sit up.

Hunger hit her like a wave, and she felt dizzy as she tried to get up. The world around her seemed to blur, like everything was covered in a fog.

She stumbled her way to the kitchen, leaning on the walls for support. The cook, seeing her struggle, handed her a boiled egg with a sympathetic sunile.

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Yvonne sat down on the doorstep, carefully cradling the egg, taking slow, cautious bites of her simple breakfast.

When the egg settled in her stomach, the emptiness finally started to fade, and she stood up, ready to head back to her

Toom

But as she passed the backyard, she noticed a strange boy swinging a stick at the big yellow dog, Bucky, who was tied to a

Tree

Yvonne’s face instantly turned pale. Without thinking, she rushed over, her voice filled with panic. “Hey! Don’t hit Bucky!

Jeremy Adler, hearing the shout, turned around, confused. He saw Yvonne protecting the dog, looking at him like he was the bad guy, her face full of fear.

“I’m hitting it?” Jeremy’s voice was rough, still cracking from his voice change, but an irritated smile tugged at his lips.

“That dog started it! It’s been barking at me non–stop.” He let out a half–laugh, clearly amused by her sudden accusation.

Yvonne didn’t respond, just pressed her lips together tightly and stared at the stick in his hand, clearly not buying his explanation.

her suspicion, casually tossed the stick aside with a scoff. “I wasn’t hitting it, okay? I was just trying to scare it. get

at him for a second, then

left Jeremy feeling weirdly deflated, like someone had just knocked the wind out

sighed, frustrated. “What’s the point of explaining to a kid? She’s not going to get it

sensing Yvonne’s affection, eagerly wriggled into her arms, wagging his tail like it

who had been met with a growl when he tried to pet him

He just crossed his arms and leaned back, acting like he couldn’t

something softly to him. The dog, now calm, tilted his head

caring about their little

at him with her soft,

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“You wanna pet the dog again?”

and then she went on, “Bucky had puppies, and he’s a little scared of

Bucky was just a plain–looking mutt. Jeremy had seen more purebred dogs than he could count, so he

care.

his feet wouldn’t move. Before he knew it, his body had already crouched down next

it gently. Honestly, it didn’t feel like much–nothing compared to the soft. fluffy

Yvonne holding the dog, and when he noticed the faint red

he shrugged, pretending he didn’t care. “If you don’t wanna talk about it, whatever, I was just wondering why you’re crying so

was about to break down. Thinking about what happened yesterday made

me…” she whispered, her voice cracking as she choked

and all he could see was the top of her messy head, making her

voice made his chest tighten.

his throat. Jeremy wasn’t exactly the best at giving compliments, and that word just

long pause, he finally

her tears away, her eyes still full of confusion. “Are you

a cold look and nodded stiffly,

up, and she, following the rule of “you scratch my back, I scratch yours, threw the same words right back at him. “Thanks!

finally understood what it felt like to put your foot

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