Mar-Mar-Master

“Another dreary day… It’s been really foggy lately…” Colette thought. Colette sighed as she looked though her bedroom window. “Well I guess it’s time to go to school, right Riku?” Colette thought as she turned around to see that her dog, Riku, wasn’t there. Colette stepped toward her bed side table and picked up a whistle on a string. Colette put the whistle necklace on around her neck. This whistle was very special to her; it was the only means of communication she had. Ever since she was born, Colette has been mute. Colette put the whistle in her mouth and blew. The sound sounded like someone cal