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"And my visit is just to talk to you, Penelope," said Caleb. I arched an eyebrow. If he had asked the reasons, he would have noticed how trembling my voice sounded. "I heard, behind my daughters, that you've been having problems with the media in general. I'm issuing a restraining order so that none of them approach you. By the end of today, they will be banned, or they will have to bear a very attractive fine if they dare to break the law.”

I avoided laughing. Lately I found the efforts of people in trying to bring me some happiness very funny. I never imagined that someday Caleb Johnson would be visiting me to give good news. That's why I limited myself to opening a smile of thanks. So I went into the clinic and sat in the waiting chairs. The clinic's television was off, but the vet helpers who supported my mother seemed to be having trouble dealing with a dog that barked stridently in the back. The noise was so much that she had to leave Caleb and me alone, while running to meet he