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The Vet’s Notes

The vet snatched a notepad, scribbling furiously, his pen scratching against the paper. His jaw tightened as he glanced at the puppies, his face unreadable. “This doesn’t add up,” he muttered. Matthew’s stomach twisted. Frustration boiled inside him—why wouldn’t the vet just say what was wrong with them?
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