I stared at the tag for a moment, feeling like I wasn’t reading it correctly. There had to be something wrong with my eyesight, because there was no way that the phone number was the simple repetition of the number 6. Was it some sick joke? Someone who simply didn’t want the puppies to be returned to their home and therefore made a false tag so that that wouldn’t happen? Even as I thought of that, I knew that it wasn’t true. Why would you bother putting a tag on them in the first place, especially if that was your intention?
I shook my head, letting go of the tag and taking a step backwards, away from the trunk, and essentially, away from the puppies. I turned around, half-heartedly expecting to see someone standing there, someone who wanted to see my reaction, who wanted to be able to t
