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Barnaby, a scruffy terrier mix with one ear that permanently saluted the ceiling, didn’t mind the dark. It was the silence he hated. Silence meant no one was talking to him, no one was calling him a "good boy," and—most importantly—no one was looking at his kennel card.

"You did alright, kid," Luna said, closing her eyes for a nap. "But don't get used to it. Once you get home, I expect you to bark at the mailman at least twice a day. Keep the brand alive." Barnaby, a scruffy terrier mix with one ear

"Five years," she whispered. "Me too, Barnaby. It’s been a long five years." " Luna said