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

if he had been brought to the edge of a decision and expected the people around him to do their part. Nathan folded the cotton square back into its pouch, and Boone’s eyes followed every movement.

Tessa looked from the dog to Nathan. “You realize I’m going to ask the obvious question.”

“No direct contact,” Nathan said.

“I hadn’t gotten that far.”

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