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It was a crisp Autumn afternoon and Elli Mac was sitting on the oak wood bench in Sherwood Park. She has been coming here since she was a little girl, and she always chose the aged bench that sat right below a grand Redwood tree. The trunk was so thick that, when she was little, she imagined she and her sister could carve a cozy home in the middle and secretly live inside...
Bella the Good Puppy
I can hear my human’s car revving as she pulls out of the driveway. A daily ritual that occurs at exactly 7:15 a.m. on the dot. The morning air has become crisp and the smell of homemade spiced coffee comforts the kitchen. This is my favourite season: the one where the trees shed their coats, leaving the streets painted with brightly coloured leaves...
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