Chapter Sixteen
It was, as it always did, have a sense of fate in Scotland. Jennifer opened the second door. The cold weather was terrible, as if the chilly winds were normal for the country; the cold was nasty. She flicked on the light. 'We should be fine now', she said to David, Matt, and Katie.
Inside, there was a girl playing with her favorite doll.
'This is my room'.
'I'm Jennifer'.
'Tracey Markham'.
'Where's your parents?', Jennifer asked her.
'Away', Tracey answered.
And she patted her doll with her right hand, as Matt closed the windows so that they wouldn't be freezing.
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