I Thought Four Bikers Were Stealing Dogs From the Shelter at 3 AM—Then I Recognized the Little Dog in the Biggest Man’s Arms

her breathing. The house was still quiet, and the ache in my chest was still there, but as Pepper drifted off to sleep, I knew we were finally going to be okay.

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