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          “Why did you run away?” grandma asked when I told her what happened earlier.

          “I got nervous,” was all I said. But that was the truth. I was so nervous.

          She just shook her head, returning back to her crochet. Then there was a knock on the door that made me jumped out of my seat. Grandma and I looked at each other. We didn’t expect anyone to visit us at… nine in the evening.

          Since grandma was busy, I decided to open the door.

          A girl was at the door with a little basket in hand. She was smiling so big that it made me smile back at her. I knelt to level her height.

          “Hi,” I said.

          “Hello. Mama said to give this to you.” She handed me the basket. There was a cloth covering it.

          “What’s in it?” I asked, deciding to take a look at it after she leave.

          She was swaying her body from left to right, giggling. “There’s a book there, and a mixtape.”

          “Really? That is so sweet. What’s your name and where do you live? It’s late already for you to be out here,” I told her.

          “I’m Alexa and I’m living just next door. I’m ten.”

          “Well, Alexa, let me walk you home. Is that okay?” I asked, closing the door behind me.

          “Sure.”

          “Thank you again, for this,” I said as she opened the front door of her (and Jace's) house.

          Now I wondered why would your their even give me a book and a mixtape?

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