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

to know she could remember me without still waiting for me.”

Sophie sat up and looked between us.

Lucy took the puppy’s face gently in both hands.

“I didn’t leave you because I stopped wanting you,” she whispered. “I left because I wanted you somewhere he couldn’t reach.”

Rachel turned her face away.

Lucy kissed the top of Sophie’s head, then stood.

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