The Art of Racing in the Rain

by Garth Stein

That was not what I meant at all. My feelings were so complicated, I have difficulty explaining them with any clarity even today, after I have lived through it and had time to reflect upon it. All I could do was move to her bedside and lie down before her like a rug. “I don’t like seeing me like this either,” she said.

And we feel Enzo's confusion and anxiety with him, but he tries as hard as he can to hide it...