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. β€œI 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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