heart medication.
And an old brown leather collar.
Henry sank onto the porch step.
The medicine rolled away.
He didn’t notice.
His eyes were fixed on the dog.
“Bear?”
The dog looked up.
Henry’s voice broke.
“Bear.”
Bruno lifted both front paws into Henry’s lap and pressed himself against his chest.
Henry wrapped his arms around him.
“Oh, my boy.”
The dog kept crying.
“You remembered.”
Officer Mitchell stood frozen at the sidewalk.
His dog had never ignored an attack command.
Not once.
Now he was lying in an old
