Girl and Dog

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The girl ran over, smiling at the reunion. “Is this your dog?” she asked. Mark, still cradling the dog, replied, “I think so! I’ve been searching for him.” The girl hesitated.
“Actually, this is my dog, Biscuit. We adopted him from the shelter recently.” Mark’s smile faltered, his heart sinking at the revelation.
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