Goodbye (Snippet)

I hear the door slam, as he leaves and then his car peels away from the front of the house. Snoop rests his heavy head on my knee, a slight whimpering coming from the back of his throat as he stares at me with those huge chocolate eyes. “I know Snoop. It never seems to quite go right does it?” I pat him one last time, and stand up unsure of what to do now. I just want to fix it somehow, I need to know how many times it will take to get it right. It’s tiring, having to start all over again.


Copyright Emily Morris 2017


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