When a Scruffy Little Dog Refused to Let an Old Woman Disappear

to my dorm,” Sarah said. “They barely let us have plants.”

Rachel stared at her hands.

“I could bring him with me,” she said. “My apartment complex allows pets. But… he knows this town. These streets. This diner. My life is… loud. Fast. He’d go from being the Mayor of Main Street to just my dog who stares at the door all day while I’m gone.”

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