A gentle tug
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But the dog pulled her gently forward, urging her to walk closer to the front door. Kate hesitated momentarily, but the gentle tug of the leash and the dog’s quiet persistence encouraged her to take a step. She slowly moved past the blooming flowers until she eventually reached the front door. It was the scariest barrier of Kate’s life, but somehow, the dog’s presence made her feel comfortable enough to surpass it.
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