The dog — a small, curly-haired terrier we were watching for one of our family friends — skittered across the garage floor. I packed my bags into my trunk. The poor thing, scared, probably thought it was getting abandoned, and so it did the only thing sensible to itself in that situation, which was to […]
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I have no regrets
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The ghost light burns out
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