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sniggered to myself.
     
                “You’re an ass!”   Oakley yelled out and I laughed.
     
                It took a while, but I was feeling pretty good about getting Sam to eat something.   Her sides were sunken in and she was starting to look like an emaciated animal.   Technically speaking, she was, but not from a lack of trying to get her to eat.   Oakley headed to town to pick up some supplies and drop in on one of the families we were helping out with groceries.   My parents were always big about telling us to help those less fortunate; the Phelan family lived by the same motto.
     
                I had only one online class to finish and I would officially be a graduate.   Dolly and my mom worked it out with Piedsville High School’s principal Pucker Face, she had her face scrunched up like she was eating lemons every time she led an assembly, to let me walk the stage and get my diploma.   I was finishing up my assignment when I heard Alistar barking on the front porch.   I still didn’t get why he stayed outside in the cold when he was more than welcome to sit in the house.
     
                The front door flung open with such force I thought it would loosen the hinges.   “My bad,” Oakley said.   “The wind caught it just right, sorry.   I’ve got a bed full of groceries for two more families.   I was hoping you’d ride with me and help give them out.”   He pulled off his gloves and walked over to the fireplace to warm up his hands.
     
                “I may as well go with you,” I said.   “Let me check on Sam before we go though.   I don’t know what it is, but something is sitting in the pit of my stomach that doesn’t feel right.   I don’t know if it is Sam or something else, but I feel trouble.”
     
                We both jumped when we heard Estelle screaming at the top of her lungs.   We ran into the kitchen to see Estelle pulling out a tray of pitch black, presumably, cookies.   She was fussing in Spanish and I’m pretty sure I heard a few cuss words.
     
                “You scared the crap out of us Estelle.”   I scolded.
     
                “Jew install all these restaurant appliances,” she said in her Columbian accent.   “Do I look like I work in a restaurant?   Dis is impossible.”   Her arms started flailing around the more worked up she got.   “It all make me look like I non’t know how to cook.   I no like dis at all.   You dink I scare jew ?   Look at these cookies!”   She took off her hot pan mittens and threw them in the sink.   “I’m going to watch my stories,” she said as she stormed out of the room.
     
                Oakley and I turn and look at each other before we busted out laughing at the temper tantrum we just watched.
     
                “I hear you!” she yelled from the other room.   “Do somezing useful, like turn off dee oven.”
     
                We held back out laughter until we got down in the dungeon and safely in the sound proof zone.
     
                “That was one pissed off Columbian back there.   She hates that oven Dolly had installed last month.   She keeps telling everyone that will listen how it cooks too hot.   Maybe we should call a service guy out to make sure it is working right.”   Oakley said as we turned the corner and looked into Sam’s cage.
     
                Sam was on the ground with her front legs in front of her and her chin rested on them.   Her eyes were the only thing to move as she raised them up to look at us.
     
                “ Sam, I wish you’d talk to us.” I thought to her in pack.   The only reaction I got was the same one over and over, a deep growl.   This one was less fierce but we could tell she still wouldn’t talk to us.
     
                “I know you’re mad Sam, but look, Abel and I didn’t do this