“Unraveling the Secrets of ‘Traditions of a Mutt’: What Your Dog’s Mixed Breed Can Teach You About Love and Loyalty”
“Can you breathe back there, whitey?” she said as she chucked the Rez smokes at my now exposed face.
“Ow, rude.”
At least she peeled away quickly. I emerged out of hiding and maneuvered my long legs over the middle console of the moving car and back into my rightful place in the front.
“Haha.” She continued to enjoy the memory of what just happened.
“Shut up, Damara.”
“What did you do with your Métis card anyways?” she asked.
“The zipper on my backpack opened when I was on the back of a bike in The Philippines, and it fell out.”
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