Neighbor’s homes
She shifted about a hundred feet to the left, planting herself squarely in front of her neighbor’s porch. In a perfect straight line with the water, she stared at the sand, pulse racing. “If I’m right, there’s another cable buried here.” Bruno didn’t wait. He sniffed and scratched with excited urgency, confirming her suspicions before she could finish her thought. Judy braced herself, knowing she was about to uncover something she wasn’t prepared for.
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