The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. She spied him sitting on his armless black couch, his feet splayed as he stared at his television blankly. Borne along by the current, Darrell was instantly at the boat's side. “You have the temperament,” he said. She was quite the rage, in a small way, you know.
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