The Chair He Bought, The Dog They Tried to Take, and the Choice

flare—like I needed permission to exist.

“He helped yesterday,” I said. “He bought the chair so Barnaby could stay—”

“I saw the video,” Michael cut in sharply. “The whole office has seen the video.”

Caleb’s eyebrows lifted slightly. “Office?”

Michael’s jaw clenched. “Yes. Office. Some of us work jobs where people actually have professional reputations.continue reading …