As we sit in the middle of the road in the rain, a car approaches and screeches to a halt in front of us. Cane's eyes fill with fear. A familiar face peeks outside of the car. "My, my, Malvern. You and Cane had better get out of the road," says the voice of Mr. Revero, the librarian of the Littmus library. I stand up, Cane by my side, wipe my eyes with my hoof and say, "Yeah, sorry." "Your parents will be so worried. Better get home." Cane and I both cringe at this, for we have neither of these items. Yes, ok, I lied to him. But, that was easier than, 'Oh, yeah, I'm actually a homeless orphan stallion, and I'm here to buy a book for my also homeless, also orphan, little sister'. "Need a ride?" I shook my head, picking Cane up and walking away.