Feeling like an eternity
The wait for the police felt like an eternity. Jeff kept glancing nervously out the window, expecting someone to show up demanding the bag back. Still buzzing with energy from the day’s adventure, Max sat calmly by the door. Jeff couldn’t help but marvel at his dog’s instincts. “How did you know, boy?” he whispered, running his hand through Max’s fur. Max wagged his tail, oblivious to the trouble.
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