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Chapter 7
Chapter Seven “Where are we going?” I ask as I stare at the road, trying to guess where Ambrose is taking us. “We’re just picking someone up and then the beach.” “Ooh, I love the beach.” “I’m glad.” “So who are we picking up?” “You’ll see,” he replies cryptically as the car comes to a halt in front of a regular building. “Just to check… You’re not scared of animals, right?” “Of course not. You’ve met Herbert.” He chuckles. “Right, I mean… live, breathing, moving animals.” “Herbert is very much alive,” I assure him. I'm surprised he hasn't remembered that yet. Instead of arguing with me, Ambrose just gets out of the car. He vanishes into the building and comes out not much later with a bouncy dog on a lead. Mostly white fur with brown spots, the dog jumps into the backseat as soon
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