Winn Dixie

There didn't seem to be a thing we could do for Winn-Dixie to make him feel better, so we just sat there and watched him run back and forth, all terrorized and panting. And every time there was another crack of thunder, Winn-Dixie acted all over again like it was surely the end of the world. 'The storm won't last long," the preacher told me. "And when it's over, the real Winn-Dixie will come back."

After a while, the storm did end. The rain stopped. And there wasn't any more lightning, and

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