In Chrissa’s POV
I sat outside. It was dark, dreary, and raining. After I had seen what Bethany was holding, I had ran out here. I wasn’t mad anymore, just a little worried. I could hear Hope talking to Bethany about how looking through people’s things is a sin.
Suddenly, I heard a noise.
I turned around and saw a girl trying to climb up onto the porch!
I rushed over to her. “Do you need help?” I asked.
She hopped up on the porch. “I’ve got it.” She smiled cheerfully. “I’m Mandy Brinlie Flood. Who are you?”
“I’m Chrissa Rachel Marie Maxwell.” I smiled back at the girl.
She sat down and emptied her bag.
I sat down as well. “I live here. What are you doing here?”
“I was looking for a place to wait out the rain, and to write a postcard to my best friend Sarah. I hope I’m not intruding.”
Hmmm… I thought. “Do you have a home?” I asked her.
“No.” She shook her head sadly. “Then you can come live with me and my adopted sisters!” I suggested. “Really!?!?” Mandy was surprised. “Yes! I’m sure Hope won’t mind.” I grinned happily and led the girl inside.
So, I have had mercy on you and ended without a cliffhanger! XD Stay tuned for part three, where the dolls will meet Mandy!
Aka Hope πππ
YAY, I can’t wait for the next part!
β Madison
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Thanks, Madi!!!! πππ
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Yay for no cliffhangers! Hehehehe.
~Natalie
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Haha! FOR NOW….
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I can’t wait to see what they think of Mandy! She is adorable!
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Aww, thanks so much!!! Yep, weβll have to wait and see!
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This is so good, and I can’t wait for more!
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Thanks!!! πππ
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You’re welcome!
P.S.
I emailed you!
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K!
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This series is super great! Can’t wait for part three!
π Bella
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Thank you!!
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