Marsa carefully placed the new one next to them, gently licked it, and curled herself around them as if protecting them from the whole world.

I couldn’t understand: where was she finding these puppies? And why was she bringing them one by one?

During the day, there was a loud knock at the door — so loud that the glass in the frame rattled.

I froze, and Lili clung to my hand as if sensing something bad.

I opened the door — there stood a policeman and Mrs. Miller, our neighbor, known for noticing everything and everyone. Her face was darker than a storm cloud.