The Red Collar
The lavender had gone bitter by then. It floated above the wet ring of tea on my coffee table, mixed with the clean animal smell of Scout’s coat and the cold air coming through the open door. The deputy’s folder gave a soft leather creak when he shifted it under his arm.
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