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Andrew Adams was on his way back home. He had a long story to tell, and didn't know how he was going to tell it. The car stopped in front of an old Victorian home in the country, not another house around for at least a mile, if not more. It took him a second or two longer than it should have to get out of the car, luckily his bags had already come here.
By the time he stood up the dog had already reached him and Andrew kneeled down to pet the dog. The dog had only just joined the family before he left out for duty, so he is surprised that the dog even knew who he was.
The dog turned back and ran toward the house where he sat at the feet of......
By the time he stood up the dog had already reached him and Andrew kneeled down to pet the dog. The dog had only just joined the family before he left out for duty, so he is surprised that the dog even knew who he was.
The dog turned back and ran toward the house where he sat at the feet of......