He looked from me to the picture of his wife in his wallet, then down to Sundance.
“This is Sundance,” Arthur said softly. “My Martha named him. We got him as a pup the year before she passed. She made me promise to take care of him. She said…” He choked up, clearing his throat. “She said as long as he’s here, she’s not really gone. He’s the last piece continue reading …
