Alone Again
"It’s alright," Kristy said. Thinking about someone killing
a dog like that sure was getting to her.
"The person would have killed Cath if she had gone into the woods
first. I could have saved the dog’s life, and I almost saved Cath’s
but she died anyway," Jodi said. Her voice sounded tense. She
had hardly gotten any sleep since the police had been searching the
place from top to bottom, over and over again.
"Jodi, the dog’s death wasn’t your fault. Neither was
Cath’s," Kristy comforted her. They had been best friends for
about seven years, and they had talked about everything together, but
this was one thing Kristy really didn’t want to talk about.
Just then a tall dark-haired policeman walked in and immediately
started asking questions about everything that happened. Then Jodi
did something that Kristy had never, in her fifteen years of life, had
seen anyone do before. Jodi just completely blew up.
"Kristy," a voice behind her said. Kristy jumped and turned
around really fast. "It’s me, Jodi, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to
scare you."
