I’m happy to report that the real-life Jay Galloway is a little more chipper. I know it will take him a long time to get over losing his dog, but he’s coping.
Here’s the next 8–and you’ll probably need tissues…
I kiss her and I won’t want to stop even though I hear Barks living up to his name. The dog comes toward me, getting louder and louder. He walks toward the garage.
“What’s up?” I ask Barks. I open the door again and that’s when I find out that Bulldog is gone. My crying starts all over again as Reese enters the garage.
“I can’t believe he’s…” I refuse to say or think the word “dead.” If I don’t, then it’s not true. He’s gone, or he’s lost, y’know? He was my kid and my best friend. I could tell him anything. “I’d better call Lorrie and Scotty.” I take out my cell phone to call my sister and my best friend, but Reese stops me.
“I’ll call them if you want me to,” she says.
I take her hand and squeeze it. It feels like a lifeline to me.
Any feedback wuuld be appreciated. Do we need more detail–we didn’t want too much because we didn’t want to really make readers depressed.
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Nancy and Vi