Oh, Diary, horror of horrors! I
received a package in the mail today.
First, I was nervous. Who sends Enrique mail? There was
no return address. I carried it to the closet of my room
to open. (I couldn't let Fruity and Master see.) I ripped
away the brown paper. There was a cardboard box inside. I
opened the cardboard box.
It was a picture of my twin Esteban! It was taken when
Master, Fruity, Sneaky, WhitNips, and I were in New
Orleans. WhitNips took the picture of us on a balcony,
and Esteban is behind us! On the back of the picture are
the words, "I'm home!"
Oh, Diary, I don't want Esteban to visit the Mansion.
That would bring up v. v. bad questions. Things I can't
even let Master know about. I need my Chupa Chups and my
Sneaky for comfort, but I can't tell him what's going on!
Oh, dear, Enrique is confused and frightened.
Where are my Chupa Chups??!?
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