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Our neighbours, called the Millers, live by our right but it's just mom and me who were nice enough to know their names, even when we had only moved in recently compared to the three, Boyce, who were long-time residents but hardly care for any formal introduction when it comes to socializing with families living just next door to ours. Well, those Millers I mentioned earlier had taken off to the Netherlands for the summer break a couple of days ago. They left behind a German shepherd with their property caretaker. That dog had mostly been agitated all through every night except for tonight. And given I had turned and twisted on my bed for what could likely be the hundredth time, and it was one in the morning, I began to ponder as to why there is too much quiet flowing through my open
