that's life


He’s here again,’ Rosie explained. ‘Sis, he’s probably just hungry,’ Jamie said. ‘Have you called the shelter?’

Rosie twitched at the thought.

‘I can’t call them! You do know what they’ll do?’

She poked her nose out through the curtain. He was still there on her porch. His white hair was scruffy and he

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