“C’mon Eva! I’m gonna go play with Shelby! C’mon, c’mon!” Kitty Armstrong’s loud voice made Eva want to crawl further under her covers.
“It’s not even morning yet, is it?” she groaned, but she was trying not to giggle. Kitty yanked back Eva’s purple covers as her sister shrieked.
“Shelby’s probably waiting for us! Come on!” Finally, Eva jumped out of bed and skipped down the hallway to the back door, close behind her twin. They flung open the door, giggling uncontrollably.
“Shelby! Shelby, come!” Eva’s soft voice echoed through the morning air. Dew sparkled on the grass and birds chirped happily in the trees.
“Where is that silly dog?” Kitty bounded through the grass, searching under the table, Shelby’s favourite hiding spot. Suddenly, Eva gasped.
“Kitty! The gate’s open! Shelby’s gone!” And with that, Eva burst into tears. Kitty ran over and squeezed her in a hug.
“It’s okay, sis. We’ll find her!” But she didn’t sound too sure. There was a click as the back door opened and Kristin and Andrew hurried outside to their upset daughters.
“What happened, girls?” Andrew asked, his low voice soft and gentle.
“Sh-Shelby r-ran a-away!” Eva sobbed, wrapping her arms around her father. Kristin joined them outside, looking distraught.
“It’s all right girls, we can find him back,” Andrew said.
“Yeah, we can make posters. You girls have a good picture of her, right? Someone must have seen her! And her collar is on, so someone can see our phone number…I’m sure we’ll find her back!” Kristin gently hugged her upset daughters.
“D-do we have to go to sch-school today, Mommy?” Kitty asked, quieter than usual. Kristin exchanged glances with her husband and sighed.
“No, I think you can stay home to help look for him.”
“Oh okay.” Eva’s voice was soft and subdued. She picked up the dog’s favourite toy, a worn teddy bear, and buried her face into its soft fur, breathing in the sweet scent of Shelby. “I hope we find him…”
Randolph gazed out of the window as he stroked Ginger’s soft fur. A dog barked loudly outside, and Ginger leapt off Randolph’s lap, cowering under the table. Randolph smiled and shook his head. Ginger had always been scared of dogs. He had too. His wife, Agatha, had always wanted to get a dog, but Randolph refused, saying he didn’t like their smell. Agatha had always laughed and said that his smell would drown it out. Tears came to Randolph’s eyes at the memory of his late wife. They had always teased each other, but they had been very close. The dog barked again, and Randolph thought back to last night, when he had seen a beautiful-looking golden lab run past his house. It’d had a collar, but Randolph hadn’t thought to check if the owner was nearby. He sighed heavily. The dog probably belonged to a large, happy family with 2 parents that spent all their time together. Sounds like the dog might have a better life than I do, Randolph thought bitterly, putting down his cup of tea, I think I’ll go have a nap.
“Look!” hissed a man dressed in black, pointing at a house on the corner of Ockerby and Keri. “This house is empty, and the street’s deserted. A good opportunity to mess something up, right?”
“Sure…” answered the bearded man, the leader of the gang. “Besides, this is the house we took that bracelet from.”
“Should we take anything now?” asked the final man.
“Nah. Just mess things up. Don’t worry, boys, I have a plan!” The bearded man laughed wickedly, and together, they crept to the house.