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When Boone nudged between our legs, I dropped to the floor and wrapped my arms around his neck, the sobs coming uncontrollably as I said good-bye to Beau’s dog. As I said good-bye to my dog. “I love you,” I whispered to Boone, hoping that Beau would know I was talking to him too.
The Outpost (Jamison Valley, #4)
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