Piece of Paper
The woman waved off his thanks. “I’m just glad he’s back where he belongs. You two take care now!” With one last grateful nod, Mark led Buddy back to his car. As he opened the passenger side door for the dog to hop in, something caught Mark’s eye – a small scrap of paper, wedged underneath Buddy’s collar. Frowning, Mark gently pulled it free. It appeared to be a tightly folded note.
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