Dashing through the downpour, Jackson could see no other shelter than a shadowy doorway. Within the doorway lay a trembling dog, soaked to the skin. Even with its matted fur, Jackson appreciated that this dog had some breeding.
Attached to Jackson’s key chain was a tiny LED flashlight. “Here, boy…” Jackson rubbed the wet fur with his woolen scarf, while searching for a chain or some ID.
The flashlight caught the glint of a tag in the shape of a four-leaf-clover, with the name “Lucky” and a phone number. Jackson dialed it, hearing the ring, and finally an answer. “This is the Blank residence. How may I help you?”
After telling about finding “Lucky”, Jackson heard a boy in the background shouting with joy. “Lucky! Lucky has been found!...” Moments later a car pulled up and the boy jumped out into the rain, wrapping his arms around his dog.
“You need a ride, mister?” The boy turned to ask. But no one remained, the doorway was empty. Jackson had disappeared into a sheet of rain.
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