Chapter 10

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10 “Miss Halli?” It’s morning, and there’s a stranger standing by my bed. A girl who looks about twelve years old, holding a tray that looks much too heavy for her. On top of it are a teapot, a coffee pot, cups, various drink accessories, fruit, muffins, and a daisy in a little vase. The girl smiles as soon as I pry open an eye. “Good morning, Miss Halli!” She’s way too cheerful, too early. “What time is it?” I mumble. “Five-thirty. Ferguson said to give you plenty of time to eat and walk your dog before he sees you.” “Who’s Ferguson?” I groan. “Why is he torturing me?” “It’s his job,” the girl answers. She presses a button on the edge of my bed, and the curtains in my room scroll open. “It’s dark out,” I say. “I know, Miss. I’m sorry. One moment.” She presses another button, a

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