Chapter thirteen

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I looked out of my window. I hadn't seen Roxy in a couple of days. Diamond lay by my feet. I decided to go and see her.
I left the house without my mother knowing and went down to post office. Roxy's shift was almost over. I opened the door and walked up to the counter. Roxy walked out from the back.
"Hey," She smiled.
"Hi," I smiled back. Roxy began to finish weighing out letter and such.
"I haven't seen you in a while," Roxy told me.
"I know. My mum was a bit angry with me," I looked up at her. "That or she was just really scared for me. I couldn't really tell,"
"I guess, she just doesn't want you getting hurt," Roxy replied.
"Yeah, I guess," I nodded "But, she never let's me do anything! That's why I'm going to enter the annual Grayling sled dog race!"
"The what?" Roxy asked, confused but intrigued.
"Grayling holds an annual dog sled race. It takes place this time every year. All mushers must race with only one dog pulling their sled. It's all to do with the bond between the lead dog and musher," I explained.
"Really? That sounds great but..." Roxy gave me a difficult to read look "...You wouldn't be old enough, would you?"
At the age of 15, I was below both 16 and 18, the minimum ages of most races.
"That's what most people think!" I smiled "But, there is no minimum or maximum age on the race. I read all the rules and Diamond and I are both fine to enter!"
"That's great!" Roxy smiled. However, her smile didn't last long. "But, what about your mother?"
"I'm going no matter what she says," I told Roxy.
"Adam...be careful," Roxy tried to smile again. "I mean, I don't want to sound like your mum but..."
"I will be, I promise," I nodded.

I left to go to and enter the competition. I waited until a man came to file out my form.
"Name?" He asked.
"Adam Eldon," I replied.
"Dog name and breed?" He wrote down my name.
"Red Diamond. She's a Siberian husky," I answered. My mind began to wander. I thought about what it would be like to try and win that race. But, it wasn't the winning that I cared about. It was about proving myself.

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