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|| Saturday ||

"So, Mitch. Why are you here today?"

"Parents away. I felt lonely."

"So you came here.... Why didn't you go to your friends' house?" Doctor Hoying asks and Mitch pauses.

"I never go there."

"Why not?"

"I don't know where she lives."

"Oh... But isn't she your friend? Why don't you know her address?"

"She doesn't want me to know it."

"Uh huh..." Doctor Hoying writes something down as Mitch runs out his board. "Do you have any other friends?"

Mitch pauses.

"You-"

Mitch rubs it out and shakes his head.

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