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look for Charlotte the Chevrolet, Gran’s car. Only I don’t see that old car. What if Charlotte broke again?
    “Nat! Over here!”
    I race to my granny. “Granny, we have to go! Right now!”
    “What’s the rush?” Granny asks.

    “Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!” In my head, I see Daddy walking out of our house and yelling for Mom to hurry. I see them gettinginto their car and leaving. “Please, Granny!”
    “All right. Keep your shirt on.” Granny gets in the car, and I climb in the other side.
    “So where are we headed in such an all-fired hurry?” Granny asks.
    “Home!” I cry. “Or the airport. I have to catch Mom and Dad.”
    “Honey, they already left,” Granny says.
    “No! I don’t want them to leave. Call them and tell them to come back!”
    “They’ll come back, honey,” Granny says. “We’ll pick them up at the airport on Sunday, right after church.”
    “That’s too late!” I’m stuck now between sad and mad at them. They should be home. With me. Watching me on the stage in kindergarten. That’s what.
    “I know you miss them, Nat. But they’re bringing you a brother. That’s worth it, don’t you think?” Granny waits for me to say yes.
    Only I don’t feel like saying yes.
    I feel like saying no.
    On account of I will be the only kid in the whole kindergarten not to have a mom or dad watching them graduate.
    “Nat? Don’t you notice anything different?” Granny asks. We’re still sitting in the kindergartenparking lot. There is nothing different here. “Come on. Fasten your seat belt.”
    I reach for Charlotte’s seat belt. Only something is very wrong. This isn’t Charlotte’s seat belt. I look around. The seat isn’t torn. There’s no gray tape on the glove box.
    “Granny!” I cry. I reach for the door handle. “This is the wrong car!”
    “Keep your seat, Nat,” Granny says, grinning. “I traded up.” She pats the steering wheel. It’s black, instead of blue like Charlotte’s.
    “You what?”
    “I finally got rid of that old car. How do you like my new one? Okay. Not exactly new. But still—”
    “You got rid of Charlotte?” I cannot believe this thing. “Granny, you loved Charlotte the Chevrolet!”
    “That’s true,” Granny admits. “But do you have any idea how many times that hunk of junk broke down on me last month alone?”
    I know this is a true thing. On account of I was with Granny one time when Charlotte quit on us. Still, I feel sorry for her old car.
    “Don’t you like this newer car better?” Granny has proud all over her face. “I have air-conditioning again.” She turns it on.
    I put my face to the little blower on my side. The cold air feels great. But as soon as I think this, I feellike I’m a traitor to Charlotte. “I loved Charlotte,” I say.
    “And you’ll love Charley too,” Granny promises.
    “Charley?”
    “Charley the Chevy,” Granny says. She pulls on her seat belt. “If I can just remember how this thing works…There!” The belt snaps.
    I buckle my seat belt. Granny backs out of her parking place. Cold air is still blowing inside the car. But I roll down my window like I did in Charlotte. Only in Charlotte, I had to really roll it. Plus, the window only went down halfway. Charley’s window button works like in Laurie’s van. All you do is push.
    Laurie’s mom is pulling out of a parking spot too. “Cool new car!” Laurie yells.
    Laurie’s right. This new car is very cool. Only I can’t like it. I like Charlotte. And it feels like one more sad thing to have Charlotte be gone.
    Granny backs Charley out of the parking spot. “This car drives like a dream, Nat. What a great trade-in I pulled off!”
    I don’t think Granny misses Charlotte at all.
    And as we drive off, I wonder if my mommy and daddy miss me at all.

Chapter 11
Adopt-A-Pet
    “We’re going the wrong way, Granny!” I shout. Granny’s new car is going up the hill. Not down the hill. “Charlotte would never go the wrong way home.”
    “That