[Esther hugs Digby's head to her lap, treating the large dog like a small teddy bear and looking down at him thoughtfully.
Her first instinct is to strike out and run, of course, to take care of Ned and bury the mistake, but she doubts that will work. There have to be other options, she thinks as she grinds her teeth together. There has to be something she can to do to keep from being an object of pity.]
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Her first instinct is to strike out and run, of course, to take care of Ned and bury the mistake, but she doubts that will work. There have to be other options, she thinks as she grinds her teeth together. There has to be something she can to do to keep from being an object of pity.]
...Did you see it all?