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Sure, No Worries!

“Yeah, well I was in a hurry and dad won’t mind as long as it’s not a rabbit.”

“I mind! And I think he minds!” She pointed at the cage. I turned to look at exactly the right moment.

The sun peeked in the window and the rays lit right across the cage where the little guy sat. His expression was one of interest and his tongue lolled out hungrily like a dog. Then he froze. His color turned grayer and he stopped breathing.

“Whoa!” I gasped and moved closer to his still form. “I don’t think he minds at all!” I chuckled in amusement.
“Did he just..? Marcus? Is he stone?!”
“Looks that way.”
“See? He’ll be real easy to keep! We can get food for him all day and at night he can eat it! He’ll be easy to hide, just cover him up with something!”
“You’re going to stay up all night and make sure he doesn’t get into any trouble?”
“We’ll take shifts!”
“Mallory, no. Listen to yourself!”
“I know it sounds crazy, but Marcus, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity!”

She had a point.

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