Chapter 3

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When mom came into my room to say goodnight, I asked her about the book. I showed it to her. "How on Earth did you get this?" She was shocked. I couldn't tell if in a good way, or bad way. " May I take this book? I will leave it on the kitchen table in the morning. I am flying out to Tokyo this morning." "Sure, but could you please tell me where it came from?" "Not tonight, but when I get back. Goodnight doll, love you." "Love you more. Goodnight." I responded, acting like I was drifting off into sleep. I couldn't sleep. I texted Izzy.


"Hey Izzy, are you still awake?"

"Yes. I can't stop thinking about the book. Who keeps a scrapbook full of people she doesn't know? #Weirdo"

"Haha. But mom was really quick about getting the book back. I don't know what to think now!"

"IDK, but I do know that it is almost midnight and you are still awake. Goodnight Vi :)"


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