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2024-10-29 19:42:56One year later….
“That one’s not for you, Pooch!” Noelle said, sitting on the floor beneath the Christmas tree. “That one clearly says Goldie on it. You don’t want to steal your sister’s present do you?”
Pooch panted and hopped up and down undeterred by the fact that he’d have to settle for another present. Noelle removed the wrapping and held up a new squeaky toy for Goldie who barked with glee and then took it out of Noelle’s hands to investigate more.
Brady reached beneath the tree and pulled out another gift. “This one’s for you, buddy,” he said to Pooch, unwrapping a new bone. The gift had Pooch giddy with excitement. He took it and dragged it across the floor, already gnawing on the end.
“What about me?” Noelle asked. “Where’s my one Christmas Eve present?&rdqu
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The black lab bounced on the concrete floor in front of her, yanking playfully on the blue leash wrapped around Doug Gibson’s hand. The two children at his side did not look nearly as cheerful as the pup, tears in their eyes, as they stared at a spot near Noelle’s shoes. She didn’t blame them. She felt the same way on the inside, and this wasn’t even her dog.“Mr. Gibson,” she said, attempting to keep her voice even, but anger was beginning to seep in. “This is the fourth dog this year.” She took a deep breath and placed her hands on her hips. Then, realizing that might look hostile, which is how she felt, but not how she wanted to appear, she folded them, then changed her mind again and dropped them to her sides--rigid.“I know that, Noelle,” he said, shaking his head. “But my wife keeps getting ‘em off of Craigslist,” he said with a shrug. “I keep tell
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Setting her bags down, Doris removed her hat and coat. “Oh, what are you making?” she asked. “That smells divine!”“Thanks.” Noelle shrugged, flipping the dish towel she’d been toying with over her shoulder. “I was in the mood for… pie.”“I thought that’s what I was smelling!” Doris paused to inhale deeply. She was still a beautiful woman, Noelle thought, especially with the last rays of sun fading behind her. Her hair was turning white already, and sometimes she looked a little older than her fifty-five years, thanks to all she’d been through, but she was lovely. And she knew it.“Your hair looks nice,” Noelle said as her mother came out of her stance and approached the island.Running her fingers through her hair, Doris smiled, her perfectly painted red nails a sharp contrast to the white-blonde. “
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