She hesitates only a moment before shaking her head and walking out the door. It shuts softly behind her, yet somehow, the sound is deafening. I look over to the chocolate Lab. She’s awake now, and she’s staring longingly at the door, like she misses Rory already. I sigh, plopping down onto the couch next to her. She curls into my lap, letting out a soft whine. I drop my hand to her head, running my fingers through her soft fur. “Me too, Daisy. Me too.”
