Despite only getting a few hours of sleep, my eyes shoot open at their typical five A.M. It’s as if I just laid her down, though, for how very much aware I am of Tait’s presence in my house. I could’ve listened to her happily prattle on all night, talking about some of her favorite places and experiences. Whenever she got to a particularly funny story or anecdote, her volume would increase more and more as she was telling it until she was effectively shouting by the end, completely oblivious. She’d apologize when she realized that she’d been yelling, and instinctively I know that someone’s
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its official. Henry is a grumpy golden retriever and i love him.
