A white giraffe was standing beside the water hole and it was looking straight at her! For a split second, their eyes locked, the small, sad girl and the slender young giraffe, and then the sky went dark.
Outside, the wind slapped and banged around the house and the thunder cracked as if a thousand boulders were breaking across the heavens. Martine couldn’t for the life of her imagine what that reason could possibly be, and right now she didn’t care. “Everything,” her father had told her, “happens for a reason.” Morrison, but somehow she knew in her heart that she was exactly where she was meant to be-in this wild, amazing place with its strange, hostile people.
She wished she could be back in England with Miss Rose and Mr. She’d lost count of the number of times she had cried since she had moved to Africa. Upstairs, Martine sat on her bed watching rain lash the window.
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