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Her shoulders were curled inward like she didn’t want to be seen, but couldn’t help it. She wasn’t begging. She wasn’t causing a scene.
She was just there, trying to warm up.
“Homeless dogs carry fleas.
Get them out now, or someone call animal control,” another man scoffed as he picked up a can of beans.
The security guard approached her. He couldn’t have been more than 20 years old, but he wore the uniform like he thought it made him grown.
“Ma’am,” he said, politely enough at first. “I’m sorry, but pets aren’t allowed in the store.”
The woman tightened her arms around the dog.
“It’s freezing outside, son,” she said.
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