Ch. 8— Busted
Angel and Scamp awoke the seterusnya hari to find it sunny and light. When Scamp woke up, he cheered, “Hee-hee-hee! They haven’t found us yet!”
“Good job, tenderfoot!” Angel giggled. “Now it’s time to find a family!”
Angel, at once, moved to a lamppost at the corner of the street, watching the cars and pedestrians pass by. She stared at each car and pedestrian that moved with anjing, anak anjing eyes. “Somebody will come to adopt me,” Angel stated insistently.
“Can’t...
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