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Dear Reader,

I’m never short on story ideas because my life is a situation comedy without the thirty-minute time constraint and/or the perfect clothes, hair and body. The new point of humor in my life is a puppy named Lucy.

Regimented me, who likes lists and research, decided the family needed a dog. I have a ten-year-old son, and every boy needs a dog, right? My husband wasn’t sure. The cat voted no. I decided on an Australian shepherd, male, between one and three, a rescue that would already be housebroken and like cats. Maybe they exist. I’m not sure. I took the first puppy I saw.

Our little family now has a GIANT German husky who is still a puppy but looks like a full-grown dog. Oh, it’s a girl. She wasn’t housebroken because she was only eight weeks.

The cat’s not talking to me. The husband is talking to me but most of our conversations are about what the dog is eating: toothbrushes, socks, books (never a Harlequin Heartwarming!) and every dog toy (we get two days’ use max).

I walk Lucy every morning and night. One morning, I met a mother and her one-year-old. The one-year-old ran to Lucy (twice her size!), who took it with good grace and slobbering tongue, and the mother and I got to talking. Meanwhile, the one-year-old toddles to the closest house and peeks through the window. Her mother was aghast. Me? I got a whole story idea. You’re about to read it.

Thank you so much for delving into Harlequin Heartwarming books! If you’d like to know more about me, please visit www.pamelatracy.com.

Pamela