We’d been through some of the worst moments of our lives together. She’d loved me when I couldn’t love myself, and blindly accepted me when everyone else had judged. And ever since that first night in jail, I’d dreamed of her coarse black fur and musty hound smell, counting down the days till I could hear her familiar bark. Now, she didn’t even know me at all. The truth sat heavy in my stomach, like a too-big slice of the saddest cheesecake ever.
