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I. The dog was dying. Ray knew this the way he knew most things—not through information, but through the slow accumulation of evidence that you can't pretend away. Buster lay on the floor of the trailer, breathing shallow. Twelve years old. The kind of age where a dog's joints turn to glass and its eyes go cloudy. Ray watched him breathe. In. Out. In. Out. The refrigerator contained one can of...

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