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.

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

for a second, then just muttered,

had just knocked

point of explaining to a kid? She’s not going

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

complete 180 from how he’d acted toward Jeremy, who had been met with a growl when he tried to pet him earlier.

the whole dog situation. He just crossed his arms and leaned back, acting like he couldn’t

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

their little interaction, when a sharp

and saw Yvonne looking up at him with her soft, fair face, her big,

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innocently asked, “You wanna pet the

off guard. He didn’t respond right away, and then she went on, “Bucky had puppies, and he’s a little scared

Jeremy had seen more purebred dogs than

care.

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

dog’s head and scratched it gently. Honestly, it didn’t

holding the dog, and when he noticed the faint red in her eyes, he absentmindedly asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

didn’t care. “If you don’t wanna talk about it, whatever, I was just

looking like she was about to break down.

she whispered, her voice cracking as

all he could see was the top of her messy head, making her look even more

broken voice made his

but the words stuck in his throat. Jeremy wasn’t exactly the best at giving compliments, and that word just didn’t feel right

long pause, he

eyes still full of confusion. “Are

and nodded

scratch my back, I scratch yours, threw the same words right back at him. “Thanks! You’re average

innocent, happy face, Jeremy finally understood what it felt like to put your foot in

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