“More than likely, somebody dumped him.”
Instantly her affection for D. A. doubled. “Poor thing.”
“Ryder figures he can’t just leave him there, so he’ll take him back home—he stayed
with Mom a lot until he had the house closed in. So, he’d feed him, clean him up a little,
give him a place to flop for the night. He’d take him to the pound in the morning.
“That was six years ago.”
Sweet, she thought—not the usual adjective applied to Ryder Montgomery. “I guess it
was love at first sight.”
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'He was just looking up at me … sitting in this puddle of water.'
If Joe had shed any tears over his fate — tied to a fence in a New York City park — it would have been hard to notice for the puddle of water he sat shivering in.
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