My Best Friend Is Extinct by Rebecca Wood Barrett

Author:Rebecca Wood Barrett [Barrett, Rebecca Wood]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781459824447
Publisher: Orca Book Publishers
Published: 2021-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

Luckily Mom didn’t notice any of the food going missing. She was too busy working and worrying about me. Every time she plowed our street, she stopped in to check on me. When I heard the plow coming, I had to leave Yarp, race up to my room and pretend to be reading a schoolbook. When she left I went back to entertain or feed Yarp. All the crummy food seemed to do wonders for him though. It wasn’t long before I could no longer feel his hip bones or his ribs sticking out from under his fur.

I couldn’t quite believe it, but Yarp’s wound was healing really well too. After the first time, tending to the cuts had gotten easier because Yarp didn’t mind me touching him as long as he was eating. Big scabs formed over the holes and the long gash. And they didn’t stink anymore.

What did stink were his poops. Holy moly. He did his business in one corner, which made it easier for me to pick them up with a plastic bag. To get rid of them, I snuck down the street to the local park and threw them in the public dog-poop bin so Mom wouldn’t find them.

Three days later, I’d read all my books to Yarp. He was clearly feeling a lot better, because when I went for my morning visit, he was limping around inside the snow cave and whining. When he tried to poke his nose out the entrance hole, I had to tell him, “No!”

He backed up into the cave and lay down. He looked over at me as if to say, Why not?

“You’re not ready yet.”

I knew that soon he would be ready, though, and he would want to leave. I wondered if there was any chance Mom would let me adopt him. But then I remembered her allergies. And we’d have to keep him hidden too. I had a feeling Yarp would hate being locked up in the house. He was a wild animal, and our house, even though it was pretty nice, would be like a horrible cage.

For the past three days Mom had been asking constantly about my headaches. I was getting really sick of lying. That was starting to feel worse than if I just went back to school. Maybe it would be better now. Maybe Captain Frances had told the others she believed my story about Yarp and the tunnels, and now they would believe me too. Except there was one problem. I had asked her not to tell anyone.

Later that day when Mom got home from work and asked me how I was feeling, I told her the truth—I was feeling good. I hadn’t had any more headaches for a while. She said that it was time to go back to school.

I wondered what the kids would do to me.

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