He thought he was stopping for a stray dog in the snow-until he saw what she was hiding beneath her body

it. He shrugged out of his parka and spread it across the snow beside them. The first puppy fit in one palm. Its body was so cold that Cal’s stomach clenched before he could stop it. He tucked it inside his thermal shirt against his chest, then lifted the second, the third, the fourth, moving with steady hands even as something old and buried stirred continue reading …