He reached out
and rubbed Ranger on the top of his head and behind his ears. “I was thinking of what might
happen in the future, and what I might have to do about it. That’s all.”
“Ranger, come here.” The wolfhound came and sat at my feet leaning against my leg so
that I had to take a step back and lean against the counter to keep from falling over.
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