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“I could take him back to the kennels,” Rylan said tersely

So because, after leveling hi-bed

“At last” Rylan, who preferred to sleep in the , had decided to respect the situation and wear shorts and a T-shirt Sliding under the bed covers, he switched off the light on his bedside table

“Good night, Bree”

Before she could answer, a sound like apulled down filled the roo

Rylan groaned “No wonder the other dogs hate him”

Bree laughed so hard, the bed shook “This is a sanctuary for all animals, remember? Even the troublesome ones”

“That little stinker takes troublesorumbled

The snoring subsided slightly, and he felt the bed shift as Bree turned to face him “Rylan?”

“Hmm?”

“Am I one of your misfits?”

He choked back a laugh “Is this a joke?” Could she seriously believe he saw her as another rescue project?

“No It’s a genuine question” He could tell from her voice how i in I need to know that you don’t see me as another Wonkey or Boo”

Rylan thought of sorown up in a fa a condition that lied successful by conventional means It had affected how she saw herself and how she believed others viewed her He are, all over again, of a responsibility to her that went beyond the physical need to protect her