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Elvina followed him as closely and as quietly as she could. They were only a few feet away from eachother and occasionaly she had to hide behind buildings, poles or carts, in order not to be seen.

The wind was cold and it peirced through her ears, making a low whistling sound. Snow constantly flew into her face so she was forced to squint. It was freezing out, but she was still determined to find out where Hugo lived. She prayed that it wasn't too far.

She watched him carefully as he walked across the sidewalk and over to the side of a building. Hugo stopped in his tracks and looked around. Elvina hid herself carefuly. Then suddenly, Hugo ducked down behind a nearby trash can. This got Elvina's attention.

What is he hiding from?

She peeked over around the corner and noticed the Station Inspector lurking around with his dog. She raised her eyebrows and smirked to herself.

So that's who he's hiding from!

She got out of her hiding spot and casually walked over to him. "Bonjour, Mister Inspector." She greeted him. He took notice of her and nodded. "Bonjour, Miss Boulanger, how is your mother's bakery? No more theif, eh?"

She told him the truth: "No...he hasn't shown up around Mother's bakery yet, but I would still keep a look out." She knew that it was wrong to rat out on him like this...but she thought it would be safe if at least when she's not around, someone kept an eye on him.

He nodded. "Thank you, Miss Boulanger, I will keep my eye out. No theif is going to be causing trouble on my account!" And with that, he left. Elvina quickly went behind a wall and peeked over to the trash can, which was about 15 feet away. She hoped Hugo hadn't heard them or saw her...but she doubted it, considering how far away they were apart.

She could see Hugo peeking over the trash can, and seeing that the coast was clear, he bolted off. Elvina quickly followed after. Soon enough, Hugo came to a stop. They were in the middle of the train Station. Elvina looked at her surroundings. Just some cafe's, newspaper stands and...a huge clock tower.

Elvina watched closely as Hugo creeped around the clock tower. He pressed himself against the wall and went down towards a little vent. He kneeled down and ripped it open, dissapearing inside. Elvina stopped in her tracks, clearly confused.

Why did he go inside the clock tower? He couldn't possibly be living there...could he?

There's only one way to find out... She took a couple of steps foward and decided to follow him in, when suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder, causing her to jump. She quickly turned around and realized it was just Isabelle. She sighed in releif.

"What are you doing?" She asked her, feeling annoyed. Isabelle looked away shyly. "Sorry...I didn't mean to scare you. I...just wanted to say 'hi'." Isabelle explained. Elvina felt guilty. "Oh...sorry, Isabelle." She sighed. "I'm just really annoyed with Hugo."

They began walking away from the clock tower. "Really? He really is quite nice if you were to give him a chance, El."

Elvina shrugged. "He's not very nice to me." She said stubbornly...which wasn't entirely true.

Isabelle sighed: "Well you aren't exactly entirely nice to him, either, El."

Elvina's face turned red with annoyance. "I'm not mean to people randomly, Izzy! He's being a little bug! He almost acts as if he owns the train station! Except around the Station Inspector, that is..." Elvina said.

Isabelle looked over to her. "Oh, by the way, if the Station Inspector ever asks, please lie and tell him you know no information about Hugo - "

"Which I don't."

" - And pretend you haven't seen him since?" Isabelle continued. Elvina eyed her. "Why?"

"Well...to tell you the truth, I know not much about Hugo. But you see...what I do know is...his father died awhile ago, and right now he's living on his own, fending for himself. If the station Inspector finds him he'll be sent away to the orphanage!" Isabelle exclaimed.

"So?" Elvina muttered. "An orphanage is better than nothing! And besides, if he's there, at least he won't be stealing from everyone."

Isabelle grabbed her by the arm and stopped her in her tracks. "Oh, El! How can you be so heartless? Just try putting yourself into his shoes and stop thinking about yolurself all the time! He's apologized, didn't he? And it's not like he's still stealing from you! He truely feels bad, because he knows what condition your mother is in now - you can give me heck for telling him later - Elvina...what would you do if your mother died? You have nobody...no friends...no place to go...nothing. And you need to get food. You meet a young girl and she chases you away with a broom. And as you're still trying to go through with your life, alone, cold and hungry, no matter how sorry you are...she keeps on being awful towards you! You wouldn't want to go to an orphanage, El, if you were in this situation."

Isabelle's words had really stuck to her. The realization hit her hard. And for the first time, she actually put herself in Hugo's shoes. she felt a lump in her throat and a stabbing pain in her chest. She was feeling guilty. Terribly, terribly guilty.

"Besides...I think he really likes you." Isabelle added. This made her feel even more guilty and she quickly wipped her eyes.

"El...? Are you okay?" Isabelle asked, concerned. Elvina ignored her, though and ran away. She hated crying, it made her feel weak, useless. She hated it when anyone saw her weak. Just the thought of losing her mother made her feel sick...and that's exactly what happened to Hugo and his father. And to think she has been treating him like rot all this time...

It really made her think of her mother. It made her scared. She knew very well that if her mother were to die soon, she would have to where to go, or relative to care for her. She had never felt so alone.

She went to a nearby cafe and sat at one of the tables, wiping away her silent tears. She looked up at the time. It was now seven o'clock. She knew her mother will be in a fit when she got back home so late.

But...she didn't want to go home. Not yet. She wanted to stay there, in the little cafe, where it was quiet, and cozy. A place where she could be alone.

She rested her head on the table, and fell asleep.