“Do you want go in and see the house?” He jerked his thumb over his shoulder. “Yes.” My voice came out as an overly excited squeak. I cleared my throat and tried again, trying to fake as much chill as possible. “I mean, yeah, sure. Is it okay if Max comes?” “As long as he won’t pee on anything.” “No, he’s good about that.” Max chose that moment to pee on the tree. “And he just went. Let’s go, Max.”
