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you play with one or two. Would you like that?”
    “I guess so,” Melissa said quietly. She brightened, grinned over at him. “I’d rather have a puppy.”
    Graydon laughed to himself. He’d walked right into that one, hadn’t he? The child might be only six but she was already becoming an accomplished negotiator. “Let me guess. I’ll bet you want a dog just like the ones Ms. Lucas has.”
    “Uh-huh.”
    He was about to caution her to wait awhile before asking Candace or Mark to buy her a puppy, when she squealed and pointed to the clock.
    “Look! There’s a two!”
    “You’re absolutely right. Good for you. And we’re right on schedule.” Peering at the street signs, he found what he was looking for and turned west. The meandering, narrow road led him farther and farther from town. Small farmsteads and older houses with tree-shaded yards were scattered across the rolling hills. Rural mailboxes indicated their ownership but half of those were unreadable.
    Thinking he must be lost, Graydon was about to turn back and try another road when he spotted a hand-lettered sign that read Dog Training. Even if this wasn’t Stacy’s place, the folks who lived here might know her.
    When he slowed and turned into the driveway, Melissa took off the safety belt he’d insisted shewear and got up on her knees to look out the window.
    “Sit down, honey,” he warned. “I’m not sure this is the right house.”
    “It is! It is!” she shouted, pointing. “Look!”
    There were at least six, maybe seven, dogs visible in the fenced yard at the side of the house. They were jumping and barking with such fervor Graydon couldn’t be certain if any of them were the ones he’d met.
    He parked, intending to have a look around before he let the child get out of the car. Missy had other ideas. She scrambled after him, darted past and raced up the steps to the front porch. By the time he caught up with her, she’d jumped up and rung the bell.
    Concerned that there might be more dogs inside the house, he scooped up the eager child to protect her in spite of her protests.
    “I can do it by myself!” Melissa whined.
    “I know you can. And I’ll let you. I just want to make sure this is the right place before I put you down.”
    “No!” Melissa was puckering up for a good cry. When the door opened abruptly, she began to smile instead.
    It was all Graydon could do to keep from laughing at the comical expression of shock and dismay on Stacy’s face. “We were just in the neighborhood and thought we’d drop in,” he said. “I hope we haven’t caught you at a bad time.”
    She recovered her poise and closed her mouth. “Oh, no. I always greet my guests wearing my rubber boots and torn jeans. I wouldn’t want anyone to think I was putting on airs.”
    “Good. Is it safe to let Missy down?”
    “Of course. All the dogs are in the kennel, but even if they were loose, it would be fine. I wouldn’t keep an animal that wasn’t gentle around children.”
    She crouched to be at the same eye level as the little girl as soon as he lowered her to the porch. “I’m so glad to see you’re okay, Missy. I’ve been thinking about you.”
    “You have?” Melissa’s voice was so faint Graydon could hardly hear what she said. After the tantrum she’d thrown in the car, it was a welcome change of tone.
    “I sure have. And I’m glad you came to see me. It always makes me very happy when I find somebody who’s lost and bring them home safe and sound, like you. It makes my dogs happy, too.”
    “I got you a present,” Melissa said, holding out the wrinkled bag. “I picked it out myself.”
    Stacy accepted it as if it were worth millions. “Oh, how sweet. Thank you. Can I give you a hug?”
    It was Graydon’s turn to be surprised. Missy launched herself at Stacy without a word and threw her arms around her neck so enthusiastically she nearly toppled them both over. This from the childwho hadn’t let anyone touch her for weeks