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... "At least she isn’t crying."
The next morning, Roxy woke up to the smell of a bakery.
Her eyes snapped open. Yesterday’s tears were gone. And now she was very hungry.
She sat up in her nest of towels. The movement dislodged Axel, who had been sleeping on her shoulder. The wolf pup grumbled, rolled over, and went back to sleep.
Roxy sniffed the air. Vanilla. Milk. Sugar.
Her stomach let out a roar that sounded like a disgruntled bear. She wanted the ice cr ...
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