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Chapter 1

KeepCalmAndRideAUnicorn

Pru Harris’sleaves, and brass la as ordinary as stars or wishing wells was a sign of no iination

Clearly the wo her purse for change to toss into the courtyard fountain hadn’t been raised by a hippie mom as Pru had been

Not that itwith things like winning the lotto or finding a unicorn, never happened in real life

The woht rain with one hand, holding a coin in her other, sent Pru a wry gri”

Soly Thor down and shook her ar back some circulation Twenty-five pounds of wet, tubby, afraid-of-his-own-shadow mutt had felt like seventy-five by the end of their thirty-minute walk home from work

Thor objected to being on the wet ground with a sharp bark Thor didn’t like rain

Or walking

But he loved Pruslowly as he watched her face to determine what mood they were in

The woman blinked and stared down at Thor “Oh,” she said, surprised “I thought it was a really fat cat”

Thor’s tail stopped wagging and he barked again, as if to prove that not only was he all dog, he was big, badass dog

Because Thor—a rescue of undetermined breed—also believed he was a bullmastiff