The Blind Giraffe Calf Wouldn’t Eat-Until an Old Ranch Dog Heard Her Through the Door

He did not need to prove anything to Erin, Leah, or himself.

Still, before leaving Cedar Ridge, he had asked Leah for a square of clean cotton rubbed against the padded rail where Willow rested her neck.

Tessa met him at the shelter’s side entrance in mud-spattered boots and a denim jacket. Her eyes took one look at his face and narrowed.

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