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Not alone.
And then I looked down.
And saw Titan.
The pit bull was barely holding himself up.
His gray-and-white coat was matted and dirty, one hind leg bent at a wrong, sickening angle. Blood darkened Noah’s pajamas where the dog’s weight pressed against him. Titan’s breathing was shallow, uneven, each inhale sounding like it hurt.
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