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It
was
time
for
the
children
to
go
home
,
including
Bridget
and
Christopher
.
Eric
and
Nicholson
were
left
alone
,
and
Eric
was
glad
.
He
picked
the
puppy
up
in
his
arms
and
sat
whispering
to
him
.
The
puppy
licked
his
face
and
went
to
sleep
.
He
could
hear
gentle
sounds
of
breathing
from
the
sleeping
puppy
.
But
Mommy
came
up
from
the
basement
,
and
then
everything
suddenly
went
wrong
.
Mommy
did
not
believe
that
Nicholson
had
nowhere
to
live
.
She
dialed
the
telephone
number
on
his
collar
and
said
that
her
son
had
found
a
small
,
white
poodle
.
Eric
was
standing
beside
the
telephone
with
Nicholson
in
his
arms
,
whispering
the
whole
time
,
"
Please
,
dear
God
,
let
it
not
be
their
puppy
!
"
But
it
was
their
puppy
.
"
Darling
,
"
said
Mommy
,
when
she
had
put
the
receiver
down
,
"
Toby
belongs
to
a
boy
called
Stephen
Nicholson
.
"
"
Toby
?
"
queried
Eric
.
"
Yes
,
it
's
the
name
of
the
puppy
.
Stephen
has
been
crying
all
afternoon
.
He
's
coming
to
pick
up
Toby
at
seven
o'clock
"
Eric
said
nothing
,
but
his
face
went
white
,
and
his
eyes
grew
large
and
shiny
.
He
squeezed
the
puppy
and
whispered
in
his
ear
when
Mommy
was
not
listening
,
"
Little
Nicholson
,
I
want
you
to
be
my
dog
.
"
But
at
seven
o'clock
Stephen
Nicholson
came
to
take
away
his
puppy
.
Eric
was
then
lying
on
his
bed
,
crying
as
if
his
heart
would
break
.
It
was
summertime
.
School
was
over
,
and
Eric
would
soon
be
going
to
his
Grannie
's
.
But
first
a
very
important
event
was
due
to
take
place
.
Eric
would
be
eight
years
old
.
Oh
,
what
a
long
time
he
had
waited
for
this
day
to
come
...
ever
since
his
seventh
birthday
!
Strange
that
it
should
be
so
long
between
birthdays
--
almost
as
long
as
between
Christmases
.
