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Day 180, Monday, February 16
Breakfast: Nothing yet. We’ll have to see how it goes.
It was only fair. He showed up when I was in my pajamas.
His sister Gracie answered the door. I wasn’t sure she’d remember me—or recognize me the way I am.
She smiled. “No way.”
It took a good ten minutes for her to look me over and question me. I told her all I had to do was give up chocolate, and the rest just melted away. She might have believed me. She’s only twelve.
“Are you going to surprise him?” Gracie asked. “You should just go in there. Scare him.”
That used to be one of Gracie’s and my tricks. We’d hide in closets or behind shower curtains and try to scare each other. I was really good at that. The best was when I folded myself into the nook between their washing machine and the shelf
