Book3:WereMyDreamIs

stIboughtforMaureen,butheisahospitablelittleguyandhasevidentlydecidedthathewantsyoutohaveit.Goobefetscold.”

    “WhatwillMaureehehisbreakfast?’askedDimitrishyly.

    “Oh,hehashisownfood”repliedhisowner.“Waithereamomentplease,”saidCharinawalkingquicklytowardsherdcamebacksoonwithabag.“Thisishisdogfood.Thereisabowlinsideyouusetoscoopitoutandtherearesomebottledwaterthatbothofyoudrink.Mycarisrightthereuhetrees.Ifitgetstoohot,getinthedlistentosomemusic.Iwillbebackbeforenoon.”

    “Noprobleveeverythingtome.Youbettergooryouwillbete.BeingteforMassisdisrespectfultoGod.”

    “Good.Seeyouter.”Sayingso,sheleft.

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