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‘ Is it worth going? ’ I say, raising one eyebrow.

‘ It's worth it! ’ Jenny says.

We talked until ten o'clock in the night, and Jenny got ready to go home. She put on her jacket, came over and hugged me, and headed for the exit. I closed the door, put my phone on charge, took a bath, then got a book out of my locker called «Among a Thousand Faces» and started reading.

I woke up this morning with one thought in mind. The thought of what to get Bella for her birthday today. Typing in a search was useless; first I got a bunch of trinkets, and then a gift set with hairpins and other stuff.

I started scrolling through all of our conversations, and I remembered one moment when Bella was telling me about the time she'd gone to Pennsylvania with her family before her cousin. She told me how she had spent time at their place and how she had played with their dog Jasper. And at the end of our conversation, she told me that she was going to get a dog someday.

I read an ad on a website that a woman was selling a Hawaiian Bichon dog. I contacted her by e-mail, and now I was going to see her. I opened my dresser drawer, and pulled out my paycheck, or rather what was left of it. That money was just enough. I took the money, grabbed my cap, put on my sneakers, and left the house. She lives at 704 President Street. I pressed the doorbell twice, and within seconds the door opened.