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2024-10-29 19:42:56~ RIG ~
I swung by the 24-Hour big box store and cleaned out their pet section with everything Cara had listed, plus a few extras that Natalie suggested.
By the time we reached the packhouse it was almost three in the morning, so I was surprised to see lights on in the living room, and even more surprised when I walked in the door and all my brothers were there, and awake.
“What’s going on?” I asked them. Had something else happened? We’d been out of range for most of the night and I hadn’t linked when I’d gotten close enough. Had that been a mistake?
Charlie and Jack were on the couch playing a video game, but they’d paused it the moment I walked in.
Mack, dressed in nothing but paja
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