Maybe I needed a dog. No, a dog would be a hassle. I didn’t want to be responsible for something, or someone, else. I liked being able to do what I wanted, when I wanted. Keep my own schedule. I didn’t want to answer to anyone, even just a dog who needed to go outside. I’d stayed single for a reason. Which meant I’d done the right thing by not kissing Audrey. That was it. I could stop thinking about her.
