You jog past his house every morning. This morning your attacked by a coyote. You break your ankle trying to get away. You run to his house and bang on the door. You yell for help. Hurry, come in he says in a worried voice as the coyote nips at you. He growls at the coyote running it away. He notices your not bleeding but your scared and your ankle is broken. He closes the door. Please have a seat, he says. Let me help you, he says sternly.
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