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streets as they headed for Ayumi apartment. Betsy felt a small,
flickering flame of anger and resentment still burning inside of
her whenever Ayumi thought about her quick conversation with her
"She doesn't care about me anymore! Ayumi jumped at the chance
to get rid of me for a night," the little girl told herself. "All
she wants to do is ball all night and not have me to bother her!"
Betsy wasn't exactly certain why Ayumi was angry. She was
relieved that Ayumi wouldn't have to go home tonight, but still she
wished that Ayumi mother had shown a little more concern. Betsy
wished that Julia hadn't been so eager to get rid of Ayumi like that.
"Well, here we are, darling. Sit down and relax." Grace
smiled and motioned toward a couch. "I'll get some fresh towels so
that you can take a nice, long, soothing shower."
Betsy was surprised. Grace didn't live in a real apartment.
It was more like a small, secluded bungalow in a heavily landscaped
park. She didn't know what Ayumi had expected, but the pretty child
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