No One Will Miss Her

by Kat Rosenfield

They all thought I had it coming. They all thought I was better off dead. And the truth, the one I realized in that last, horrible moment before the gun went off, is just this: They were right.

There were worse things a man could do under the

circumstances than adhere to his routine. It meant he was handling things.

But dogs, they were just so much. The slobber, the noise, the desperate desire to please. The loyalty of a dog is overrated; you get it for nothing. You could kick a dog every day and it would still come back, begging, wanting to be loved. Cats, though—they’re different. You have to work for it.