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Something she has never forgotten, seared into her memory: Rufus the dog has latched on to the neighbor's birds and is shaking them something fierce, painting red the patio fleecing feathers through the yard.
What's wrong with him? Hazeline wants to know, but Father is walking away now, slipping into the garage and searching for his shovel. When he returns he'll find a yard without a dog, the fence door having been flung open.
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