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# She Was Buried Beneath the Snow. He Was Buried Beneath the Truth.

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in the area could not accept animals.

I knew what it meant to be told warmth was available only if you abandoned the one creature still willing to sleep beside you.

We named the shelter Mercy’s Door.

Above the entrance, Claire placed a brass plaque.

It read:

NO ONE IS SOMEONE ELSE’S RESPONSIBILITY.

THEY ARE OURS.

During our first winter, Mercy’s Door housed continue reading …

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