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Sunday, January 6, 2013

What happens when we bring the dog

He drove up Christmas Eve. He’d cut his hair, she noticed, and shaved his beard. Please, he said, let’s go on a walk. Only if we bring the dog, she said. It had recently rained. The hills were gray and calm. The lane was quiet and empty. He held her hand. The dog ran ahead. His face was pale and clean. His voice quivered. He was on one knee. All the sugar in her body fled to her fingers. You’re quite sure? she whispered. He nodded. The dog returned, a witness. Yes, she said. The sun returned. They held hands.

6 comments:

marissa. said...

Love it! The dog as a witness and such great news. Congrats again, guys! Awesome to see the 100-worders living on, and growing.

solene said...

So happy for you both and I love the image about your sugar blood, I can imagine. Be happy, be happy that's everything I wish for mister and miss croissant! : )

Unknown said...

Yeah! Otra vez felicitaciones!

gteamhj said...

Ohhhhh so lovely. Sugar & clean clean faces. And Taj was your witness.xxx

miss J. said...

Thank you everyone! :) <3

shannon said...

ahhh fantastic news, so beautifully shared! congrats! :)