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Getting Down to Brass Tacks

Bart was investigating the scent as best as he could in this form. No point in terrifying the innocent, mundane people around here. With the hunter-types and the guys he worked with around, he was more likely to get shot. It’s not like the provincial park where a wolf or wolf-dog could be explained away.

So, there he was sniffing around when he hears a voice behind him.

“What are you doing?” A familiar feminine voice asked. He would swear later that he could hear her raise a questioning eyebrow in the very tone of her voice. Crap.

His stomach and heart nearly fell out of his body when he heard it. Grace was standing right behind him. What did she notice? Would she say something? How did he explain this? He felt like a guy who’d been caught by his girlfriend kissing another woman.

“Hey, uh… you’ll not believe me if I told you.” All that ran through his head was ‘Don’t ask. Don’t ask. Don’t ask.’

“Try me slugger.” Ohhh…he knew without turning around to loo
Klaira Blains

Please note this conversation does repeat some. But this scene introduces Bart's perspective and his true character to you, the reader.

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