by Zakarrie C
Fibber.
Ooh, Mr Last Word as ever. And ever…Jimjams hoped as he did loping along to catch Jake up.
Loping? Damn cheek. Ludicrous, those things are, that’s why…
Big fat fibber.
Touché.
PJ drew level and did swiping Jack a lick, content to remain at his side until they reached their happy place. They didn’t quite do scampering off into the sunset…it was better. The night belonged to them, to their furry time. Together.
Forever? Spoke for itself. Jackals mate for life…
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The End
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My Novels
For MLR Press:
Hangover from Hell
Hangover and Out
Darkness Dawns
Self-published
The Duke & The Dandy Highwayman Trilogy
Full o’Festive Spirits
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