They Told Me I Could Only Take One Dog Home Until I Saw What Happened When They Tried to Separate Them

in September. His room still smelled faintly of him, a specific combination of athletic shoes and the cedar soap he had used since middle school, and she had not yet decided whether to open the window and let the smell out or keep the door closed to preserve it. The baseball trophies on his shelf were dusty. She kept meaning to dust them and kept not continue reading …