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

him for a second, then just muttered,

had just knocked

to a kid? She’s

affection, eagerly wriggled into her arms, wagging his tail like it might take

acted toward Jeremy, who had been met with

about to admit he felt weird about the whole dog situation. He just

The dog, now calm, tilted his head as if he actually understood

and walk away, not caring about their little interaction, when a sharp voice cut through the

and saw Yvonne looking up at him with her soft,

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asked, “You wanna pet the dog again?”

“Bucky had puppies, and he’s a little scared of you. You still wanna pet him?

Jeremy had seen more purebred dogs

care.

for some weird reason, his feet wouldn’t move. Before he knew it, his body had already crouched down next to

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

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

he shrugged, pretending he didn’t care. “If you don’t wanna talk about it,

to break down. Thinking about what happened yesterday

voice cracking as she choked out the

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

soft, broken voice made his chest

the words stuck in his throat. Jeremy wasn’t exactly the best

long pause, he finally spit out, “Average.”

eyes still full of confusion. “Are you

cold look and nodded stiffly, “Yeah, I’m complimenting you.”

“you scratch my back, I scratch yours, threw the same

understood what it felt like to

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