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in my throat.
My Father Gave Me a Key Before His Surgery – When I Got Home, I Found a Secret Door in the Basement
The scratching stopped, but only for a second. Then he let out a single sharp bark — the kind he only used when something was wrong. I remembered it from the time he had found an injured rabbit. And again, when Lily fell from her bike and scraped her knees.
The scratching stopped,
