My Chase stands rigid, arms by his sides, at the bottom of the driveway as if the hot sun had melted the macadam into the rubber soles of his sneakers and he cannot move. But, alas, there is no hot sun, instead rainy-mist dreariness fills the morning sky. I get out of the car with … Continue reading Solving a Puzzle
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