The Puppy Had a Note Tied to Her Paw-and Someone Promised to Call at Noon

could love the girl who had protected her and still come home with me.

Lucy walked over and handed me a folded piece of paper.

It was a drawing made with colored pencils. Sophie stood in the center between two houses. One house had Lucy and Rachel beside it. The other had me. Above the puppy, Lucy had drawn a single red line connecting both roofs.

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