“Uh, we would like to hunt for opals, please sir.”
“What’s your name, son?” Harry’s voice carried a gentle tone.
“I’m Brody and this is Emma, Max, and Rose.”
Emma gave a small wave at the burly man looming over them. He caught her eye and returned her wave with a quick nod.
“Nice to meet you, kids.”
“You too, sir.”
Harry saw Aspen behind the girls and walked around the counter. “Who do we have here?” Harry knelt down and petted Aspen’s head. The pup warmed to Harry immediately. She leaned against his side and let him pet her as long as he was willing.
“Wow, Aspen likes you,” Max said.
“Well, I should hope so. I just love Samoyeds. I raise them myself,” Harry said.
“You do?” Rose asked. “My grandma had a Samoyed when she was little.”
“Really?” Max’s eyes snapped to Rose.
“Yeah. She liked them so much that she gave one to my mom when she was a teenager. I told my mom that I wanted my own Samoyed when I am a teenager too.”
“What did she say?” Max asked.
“That we’ll have to see.” Rose stuck her tongue out. “I can totally handle one of these dogs and I’ve already picked out a few names.”
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