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Jesse stood on the stoop outside Nick’s condo. Shelby sat by his side. The door opened and Nick smiled broadly at his guests. “Glad you could make it. Come on in.” Jesse had called earlier, but before he could ask about Shelby, Nick invited Jesse, Denny, and Shelby for supper. Jesse had accepted for himself and the pooch, explaining Denny had been called in for a flight. Jesse was anxious to hear what Nick had to say about Shelby showing up unattended at his door. “I didn’t mean to barge in on your dinner,” Jesse said, entering the house and kneeling to greet Clyde. “What’re you talking about? Like I didn’t barge in on your anniversary, no less. Besides, I hate to eat alone.” Clyde looked up reproachfully. “Sorry, ole buddy, present company excepted,” Nick said. “Come on out on the pati