Unyielding Grip
“It’s not letting go,” one of the workers commented, scratching his head in puzzlement. They observed the dog’s stubborn hold, its fur covering most of the mysterious object.
Clara moved closer, trying to catch a glimpse of what it might be, but it was well-guarded beneath the layers of the dog’s protective grasp.
Her curiosity only deepened, knowing that whatever it was, it mattered to the dog.
