His feet


I had this dog. She didn’t like anyone, she was real aggressive and I liked that about her because I can be aggressive too. Anyway, we had to get rid of her because she attacked another dog. But I loved that she chose me the minute we locked eyes. We had this bond just between us. Last night, I was thinking about her when he showed up to tell me he was with someone else and that we couldn’t go away together. It was cute how he tried to convince me we’d be apart. He picked his nails and fixed his hair. He even checked the fridge while I just flipped through different radio stations. “Nothings ever on.” I flicked it off. “I don’t want to hear any of it.” I grabbed a blanket so I could sleep off this cold. When I hear him jiggle the doorknob I ask…

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