“Jake’s voice softened as he knelt, hands out, to welcome the dog who met him at the door. “Did you have a good day, buddy? You’re such a good boy.” The dog’s tongue lolled as he panted happily. Wise chocolate eyes studied Jake lovingly as they all stepped into the entryway of Mariah’s home. Wyatt’s chest tightened with a pain he couldn’t handle. He swallowed hard, forcing it down, remembering another boy and another dog. “We got Hobart from the animal shelter for my fifth birthday. The best pre...sent ever, right, boy?” The dog’s tail thumped happily against the tile. “All right, upstairs. Doctor’s orders.” Mariah led the way through the last of the afternoon sunshine tumbling through the living room windows. Her upscale house was comfortable and lovely. Little touches were everywhere—bits of lace, framed pictures, a crocheted afghan on the back of the couch. It was cozy. A real home. “Do I have to stay in bed?” Jake tromped up the stairs behind his mom. “Doctor’s orders.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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