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Untrue Stories 24b

Untrue StoriesBy Jason Goodyear01/07/2026

The Homecoming The dog was dirty, cold, and worn out from his long journey.  And yet, he had done it.  He had crossed hundreds of miles to make his way back home.   He stepped up onto the porch and scratched on the door.  A woman answered.  She looked at him.  “Yes?” she said that…

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