Nothing To Hide- Season One Part Four

FINALLY I HAVE QUIT PROCRASTINATING Y’ALL! Here it is, the long-awaited next part of my photoseries!!! *confetti* Also, you might notice that I HAVE A NEW DOLLHOUSE SETUP due to an urgent room-rearrangement. XD So HERE IT IS,

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Mandy’s POV

Dear Sarah,

I am really happy with my new home. The mom of the house did decide to keep me! I was worried that she would be mad, but she welcomed me and even gave me a bunch of Bethany’s old toys! Bethany wasn’t too happy about that. Anyway, so I share a bed with her now, she’s really funny and crazy. Felicity sleeps on the floor on a pullout bed, and Chrissa and Raven sleep in the loft. Anyway, how are you? How is James? Don’t argue too much, will you? Have you seen Norman lately? Is he getting into any trouble at the orphanage? I miss you all.

Hugs,

Mandy Brinlie Flood ❤️

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I pick up the postcard off of the floor, and quietly tuck it under my bed. I will mail it later when everyone else is up. I quickly slide back into bed and start to close my eyes when I see something

Chrissa isn’t in her bed! It’s 5:00 in the morning! Where could she be? I wondered. My curiosity got the best of me and I decided to investigate.

I pulled on my jacket, just in case Chrissa went outside.

As I rounded the corner, I stopped short at the sight of a figure sitting in the hallway.

It was Chrissa! I stood still, wondering what I should do, when I heard her talking.

“Ricky- Ok, ok! I know you don’t trust them, but I do! Yes, I do remember Chicago! Why do you keep saying that?” Chrissa’s voice grew louder and louder until she was shouting. “NO! I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING! What? NO! RIC-” She dropped the phone in defeat.

She closed her eyes and sighed. I thought I saw a tear trickle down her face, but I couldn’t tell because she opened her eyes- and saw me. When I tried to turn and run, I discovered that her shouting had aroused all the other dolls- and I crashed straight into Felicity.

“Oooph!” I groaned as we both came toppling down. I turned my head to steal a glance at Chrissa.

She stood to her feet, her eyes wide. “How-how much did you hear?” Her voice trembled with- what was it? Fear? What could Chrissa have to be afraid of?

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DUN DUN DUN!!!! THIS IS GETTING INTERESTING MWAHAHAHAHA BUT THAT IS WHERE IT SHALL END FOR NOW!

HAVE A BLESSED DAY!!!!