“Let me take a look.” Marshal Reid crouched beside her and Sophie, gently parting the hair on the dog’s neck. “Looks like someone either took a shot at her or sliced her with a knife.” He leaned closer, spreading the hair even more.
Fannie swung her arm. “Don’t hurt her!”
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Written Fireside: Be Mine, Marshal
Part 2 by Paty Jager
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