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

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Nobody moved inside.

I hit it again.

“There are animals out here!”

The wind answered.

I lowered the dog onto the narrow concrete step beneath the awning.

The overhang protected us from some of the snow, but not the cold.

I sat beside her and pulled the coat wider around her body.

The puppy was barely moving.

I opened my shirt and tucked the tiny body against continue reading …