Hairy
angel
An increasing heat woke Josie up. At first, she didn´t
realize what was happening. She knew how to recognize danger wherever it could
appear. Upstairs, Mary and her daughter Allison slept.
She was suddenly driven by a terrible feeling swiftly
through the stairs, carried a sleepy Mary outside, but it took her endless
minutes to find Allison, unconscious, but still alive.
Lying on the grass she stood staring to Allison’s
crying eyes, barked proudly and close her eyes.
Carlos
Bautista
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