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Veterinarian Clinic
Friday
6:00 p.m.
On her way home from the store, Emma kept trying to wrap her head around what had happened the last few hours. She’d grabbed her newest version of the PetVet Magazine and settled in with a cup of hot chocolate, when Molly called ….
“Oh, Emma,” Molly exclaimed. “I’m so glad I caught you. I have a problem, and I don’t know what to do.”
“What’s up?”
“You know Sadie’s bridal shower was supposed to be at my apartment, right?”
“Right.”
“Well,” Molly fretted. “Our refrigerator broke, and there’s no way we’re going to ...”
As Molly rambled on, an article in the magazine caught Emma’s attention, so she’d offered. “We can have it here.” to get off the phone.
“And then what did you do, Foster?” Emma muttered.
She’d finished reading the article a
