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The next day as usual she parked the bicycle and headed straight for the back door of the puppet shop. Panting and struggling to breathe, she reached the doorstep and was relieved to see Jason sitting by the night lamp and painting an unfinished puppet. "Hola! Sorry, I'm late but if you're busy then I'll come some other time," Summer peeked in and startled him. "Oh! Summer, I thought you wouldn't come," Jason stopped his work and looked at her in disbelief. He quickly hid the puppet and the paintbrush while Summer walked in with her hand bag. "I'm glad you came today," He added and went towards her but she had noticed what he was doing and was curious to know more about it. "Hey, hiding something huh? What were you doing there?" she craned her neck as he tried to block her view. " Noth