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The caller who steadied when I asked about his dog
Some calls you carry home. Tonight a kid, maybe nine, voice shaking until I asked what his dog was doing. He started breathing with me, told me she was licking his hand. That silence between the panic—that's what I'm trying to hold onto.
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