When a Scruffy Little Dog Refused to Let an Old Woman Disappear

somewhere, got sick enough to make them necessary.

The world wasn’t divided into heroes and villains. It was full of people like this—trying to do their job in a way that didn’t get someone hurt.

“How about a compromise?” I asked.

He raised an eyebrow. “I’m listening.”

“We set up a little station on the sidewalk,” I said. “A bench. A thermos of coffee continue reading …