Chapter 24

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I felt dizzy again. Not Molly. That old dog’s been through everything with me. The Amnesia, The stomach Flu. Too much for me to just let her go off on her own. I thought we all locked the door. “Who was last out of the house?” I asked curious. “You.” Mum answered as I felt my gut twist up. It’s MY fault Molly’s gone. The rest of the ride home I was quiet. I was responsible. I need to do something. I need to find Molly.

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