When My Dog Broke a Window and the Internet Put Us on Trial

flickering. “Also, Barnaby will get jealous.”

I watched him walk to the entrance, backpack strap slipping off one shoulder, sneakers scuffing the pavement. He looked small and enormous at the same time.

On the way home, my phone buzzed again. Another notification. This time, it was from the school.

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