"You've done it now, Angel!"
Belle hurried back towards the house, her cuore racing. “You’ve done it now, Angel,” she detto to the small cream Pomeranian/Chihuahua crossbreed that was scampering along at her heels. Pausing for breath outside the door, Belle looked down at her dog. “Why did te have to nip her?”
Angel hung her head and looked genuinely apologetic. Belle sighed. She could never stay angry at Angel for long. “I know, I know,” she said, leaning on the wall. “You did it because she came at us with a scopa and shouted at me.”
Pushing open the door, she slipped quickly inside the Benbow Inn, weaving...
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