One More Time
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It was Cindy again. Mariah thanked her lucky stars and praised Cindy for finding her way back to her. She hugged her tight and went straight to the store to buy a cage.
There was no way she’d let her run off again. But Mariah couldn’t figure out one thing. Why did she look so well-kept? Was a neighbor looking after her? If so, her posters were all over the street. Mariah’s heart pounded at an eerie realization.
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