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Chapter Seven

Girl Guide troop. I’m not at all hungry but I force myself to
have some breakfast, so as not to worry my aunt.
“You alright, Honey?” she asks me tenderly. She can see
that I am not my usual cheery self. I can hardly finish the toast
and honey. And everyone in my family knows I can eat a lot.
“I’m fine, thank you,” I lie.
“Did you have a good sleep?”
“Yes, thank you,” I lie again.
I still have a strong feeling that something is very wrong.
But my aunt and uncle are acting like everything is normal. I
remain silent. I can’t dare speak what my mind is imagining.
Maybe the hike will help? Being with a group of strangers
doesn’t really bother me. I have always been pretty good at
fitting in. In fact, since our move to the city, I have lots of new
friends. I haven’t had any issues adjusting to my new school
either. Still, I cannot shake this feeling of dread.
The gnawing in the pit of my stomach keeps growing as
we begin our hike. That sixth sense from last night continues
to haunt me. It’s pouring into today like molten lava from a
volcano, smothering every thought. I try to enjoy the hike and
the company of the other girls but it’s like I’m not really here.
There’s a heaviness pulling me down. I feel like I’m carrying a
thousand pounds on my back.
I don’t say anything to Rhonda Lee. I can’t put into words
what I’m experiencing. Besides, I don’t want to worry her, nor
do I want to hang a dark cloud over this hike. I am very grateful
that she has invited me along.
When the hike is finally finished, we’re dropped back at the
house. Grannie’s car is parked in the driveway. Why is Grannie
here? She lives several hours away.
Rhonda Lee and I are greeted with hugs and kisses. I have
always loved the feel of Grannie’s soft hands. They are gentle

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