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dinner.

Staying in Theo’s room would probably get me in trouble, but I decided that I would stay anyways. They could yell at me, punish me, but they couldn’t do many things that would really hurt me.

I marveled at how much had actually happened throughout the course of just one day. It felt more like a month than a day, and with a week to go, I didn’t know what to expect for the rest of the ride.

“You know, I’m kind of hungry.â€?

“Figured you would say that. Here,â€? he said, handing me a small bundle of food wrapped in a napkin. “It’s not much, but all I could get my hands on.â€?

“Thanks.â€? Opening the napkin, the contents inside spilled out into my lap.

Bread, a little slice of turkey, and a couple of carrots were plenty of food for me. Once I was done eating, I asked, “So what is there to do around here?â€?

“Well, lots of books, but I don’t think you’re interested in those. There’s a stack of movies and video games-“

“Any music?â€?

“Didn’t see any, but I can check.â€?

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