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

sputtered. “But the policy—”

Mrs. Hanley held up a hand.

“The policy exists to protect residents,” she said. “Not to punish them.”

She looked at me again.

“Bring him,” she repeated. “We’ll evaluate. If he’s disruptive, if he’s unsafe, if staff can’t manage… the answer stays no.”

My heart hammered.

Caleb stood like he’d just been handed oxygen.

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