28 août 2026

The Puppy Behind the Shopping Cart

For a second, Daniel froze.

It was a puppy.

Tiny.

Motionless except for the faint rise and fall of his ribs.

A dirty rope was tied tightly around his neck, securing him to the metal cart frame like someone had left behind garbage they didn’t want anymore.

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