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Plush

These were bullet points that I wrote down for a test at the beginning of my training. Maybe I should give it to Eve so that she could get a decent essay. When I thought of the text, because she had shown me in the last lesson, I could only shake my head again. Sometimes I really wondered what was going on in my best friend's head. À la espionage. I would never get over that.

I put my sticky note back on the page and flipped through the book to the index of tribal groups and subspecies. I flipped through the chapter page by page. Looked at the dates, the pictures and drawings until I got stuck with the picture of him .

Look, Gracy, the funny dog. I called it plush because it looks so plush.

Would that one sentence mock me all my life? Would I ever escape the past? I closed my eyes to check the data in my head.

Core group: Canis-Proles

Subspecies: Iuba

Ancestry: The original tribal father is believed to be a dog.

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Elizabeth Emery
This is a story is gloom and doom. But it is interesting.
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