"What?" I asked, smiling at Rosie's response. I was glad she was happy, because I knew what that was like, but I also thought she should know what could happen to someone who hurt her. I wouldn't kill anyone, not like I had done on the Island, I knew far better than to do that, but I could make sure David hurt, too, if he ever hurt her.

"I think the workers are afraid it would end up being their job to take care of a pet and they already have so much to do," I admitted. "In most cases, they probably wouldn't be wrong about that, but if it were my pet, I would make sure to take care of it."

Maybe I could convince them to let me have a cat. If they had let Sabrina have a cat, I couldn't see why I shouldn't be able to as well.