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Ch. 7 – "Typhoon"
Dorothy sobbed pitifully on her bed. She couldn't believe that wicked old witch! Toto wasn't a mean dog at all! Just moments prior, Miss Gulch had taken Toto away because Toto had bit her when she tried to scare Toto away from her garden. Toto was the one true friend she had in this dry, desolate land. Ever since her parents died, she had felt so alone; yes she had her loving aunt and uncle and had become good friends with the farmhands, but nobody could compare with her beloved dog. Suddenly Dorothy heard a quiet knock on the door and glanced up to see Hunk awkwardly come into her small bedroom. "Miss Dorothy?," he said haltingly, "I know you may not want any company right now, but I just wanted to let you know that you have a friend here that will listen to you and lend you a shoulder to cry on." Dorothy said nothing, she was too upset to even form words, but in the back of her mind she was thankful for Hunk's kindness. Hunk nodded his head awkwardly at Dorothy before quickly walking back out of her room, and Dorothy silently got up from her bed and grabbed a rag to wash her face when suddenly Toto came bounding into the room from the open window by her bed. "Toto!" Dorothy cried out in happiness, "You came back!" But, her joy was short-lived, because she knew that Miss Gulch would soon be back for Toto once she noticed that he was missing. "We've got to get away," she told Toto in determination, "We've got to run away." She couldn't risk anybody seeing her, not even Hunk. It would pain her to leave all that she had come to hold dear, but she knew the only way to keep Toto and not get her aunt and uncle in trouble was to run away.
