They were focused on each other. Gabe’s face was dark with anger, and Nikki was just plain terrified. Gabe was still only wearing boxers and that didn’t help. Neither was looking at their feet and the dog was sprawled like a great wet floor mat. Both of them stumbled and both had to grab the door jambs to keep their balance. Both stared down in amazement. The dog was even bigger than Nikki had thought last night. Four feet high? It was impossible to tell. All she knew was that, prone, he practically covered the small porch. He was almost as flat as a doormat. He lay motionless, only the faint rise of his chest wall telling her he was alive. ‘It’s Horse,’ she said blankly. The big dog stirred at her voice. He hauled his great head off the floor, as if making a Herculean effort. He gazed up at her and all the misery of the world was in that gaze. It was a ‘kill me now’ look. She didn’t know a thing about dogs. If she’d been asked, she’d confess she probably didn’t like them much.
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